Stepping Up to the Plate

Fingers slipped into his briefs to cup his balls, stroking his strong erection. He leaned into Ange, catching those fingers between them, and rubbed against his friend. Pleasure spiked through him, spiraling from the tip of his

dick down into the heart of his groin, igniting his blood as if his veins were nothing more than lines of spilled gasoline lit with a flickering match. The feeling raced through his stomach and legs, made them weak with desire.