Wade stepped forward, his height giving him a huge advantage over Peter. The brunette tripped over his shoes, landing on the bed with a flop.

"Wade…" He whispered, backing away as the man slowly advanced on the bed.

"Petey, come on… let's play a game. I'll touch you and tease you and please you… you just have to moan my name. Doesn't that sound like fun?" Peter shivered as a hand ran over his torso, the fingertips brushing his nipple softly.

"Wade…" Peter moaned, his back pressing against the headboard.

"No! I haven't even started yet! You can't cheat…" He chuckled, nipping at his neck and pulling the man under him. His fingers trailed down the man's chest, fingering the buttons of his jeans. Peter bucked up into him, his whimpers echoing in the room.

"Oh Petey, you are so cute." He chuckled, attacking the man's neck and leaving little marks down the pale arched flesh.

"Wade!" He shivered, running his fingers over the man's face. Wade leaned up and kissed him soundly.

"Mmm, you taste like sugared apples. Did your pops make pie for dinner?" He slipped his tongue into the mouth, his fingers moving down to quickly unfasten the jeans from the skinny boy.

"You… you always taste like tacos." Peter whispered, returning the tongue and shivering as he was completely naked in front of the man.

"That's because they are the best food in the world." He sat up, quickly taking off his own clothing and nestling between the man's legs. "So, would you like to play another game?" He lifted the pale thighs up, spreading a thick glob of lube onto his cock.

"W-W-What are the rules?" Peter asked, his body shivering in want. Wade smiled, positioning himself at the entrance. Slowly he pressed his tip into Peter, groaning as he filled the man.

"Come."