Urgency was running through his mind. He NEEDED to get back home, he NEEDED to be touched other all over, and it was all he could think about, so he did they only thing he could think of, he made a crappy excuse to go home "My mother wanted me home early today, so I'll have to be leaving you gentlemen now." Well it wasn't a complete lie; his mom did want him back early today, just not this early. He winked at Christophe to let him know he should follow and then left the group, walking fast, and quickly entered the house, calling for his mother to make sure the coast was clear. When there was no response he swung the front door open again, and sure enough Christophe was standing there, fist raised in the air about to knock.
Without waiting for the other boy to say anything, the blond boy grabbed the front of his shirt and dragged him inside the house, slamming the door shut and pressing the taller boy up against the wall. He eagerly pressed his lips onto the brunets, before pulling away and asking "how did you get away so fast?"
"I called zem all faggots and left, eet was easy."
The taller boy shrugged before leaning down to kiss the shorter boy's neck. Gregory hummed in delight and tilted his head to give Christophe better access.
"Shall we move this to ze couch?" Christophe asked between neck kisses.
The blond boy nodded and they both walked over to the couch. Christophe dropped down and gestured for Gregory to sit on his lap, which Gregory did, and roughly slammed their lips together again. He moaned a little as the brunets hands slid down his back slowly and came to rest on his hips, massaging them gently as he licked the blond's lips asking for entrance. Gregory opened his mouth and shivered slightly as Christophe's tongue rubbed against his, but he still wanted more.
He stepped off the boy, and stood just outside of his reach to unbutton his shirt swiftly, letting it drop to the floor and moving onto his belt buckle, avoiding Christophe's gaze.
"touch me Christophe" he shakily demanded.
"In a hurry are we? Okay then." The brunet said huskily and sat forward to pull his shirt off over his head. Gregory had straddled his lap once more before he could do anything about his pants, but he didn't mind, a naked Gregory always makes him feel better. He smirked at the huge blush over the blonds face and thrust his crotch up unto the smaller boys, making him whimper at the feeling and grind down into him. He reached down between the boy's legs to start pumping his length he heard the door open and a shrill shout.
"Gregory what are you doing?!"
Great, just when they were getting to the good stuff his mom had to walk in.
'Thanks god, you fucking bitch' Christophe thought before covering Gregory with his shirt so he didn't have to be lectured by his mother about 'if you are going to have sex, keep it in the bedroom young man!'
At least she didn't seem to mind he was with a guy, maybe Gregory would agree to be more open about their relationship to his friends now. Christophe sighed and lit up a cigarette, before saying "'ow long is this going to take, if you didn't notice I was about to fuck your son, and I intend to finish the job if you don't mind."