[ having matt pinned under his own body against the door, feeling his arousal through the damp, cool fabric of his shorts - it's exhilarating. he bites at matt's lip, a little sloppy, a little inelegant, but he likes the way the man blooms under the roughness, the intensity of it.

he presses his hips hard up against matt's, letting their cocks slide together, but it's only once before his hand slides between them instead, palming the hardening outline of matt through the sticky wet fabric. ]

So hospitable - I'm glad you're so pleased to have me here.

[ all talk one would make when visiting someone, playful and easy, his mouth tearing from matt's to slide wet and wanting against his jaw, to his ear, where he speaks low and heavy, all the while his hand gives the tip of matt's dick a squeeze. ]

I could have you here and hope everyone could hear as they walked by. Move your mirror so you can see the way you look rubbing up against me. See how loud I could get you.