'Oh what is this strange feeling I have?' he thought to himself, letting his own excellent colleague taste the warm skin of his pale neck. Every touch and every feeling gave him something he never felt before, being alive. He covered his mouth with his hand, not wanting to let neighbors hear him moaning and yelping every move Bill is giving him. As Bill continued to kiss Ted's neck so rough, he slithered his hand down slowly from Ted's stomach to the button of his jeans. Ted felt Bill's hand unbuttoning his jeans as he bit the tip of his thumb and closing his eyes tight. Bill inserts his hand inside Ted's boxers, slowly as he felt something warm, long, and wet. Ted gasped softly after feeling Bill's hand touched his chubby and began to breathe heavily. "Fuck..." he whispered. Bill looked at Ted and smirked. "What's wrong Ted? You didn't told me you were totally wet," he spoke seductively as he touched the tip of Ted's chubby, which made Ted gasped and sighs heavily.