“Open it with your teeth,” the boy whispers, his command urgent. Now that they are alone again, the passion is even more rushed and intense. Who knows what or who is waiting at the next stop? Who knows how soon their play will again be interrupted? And yet, he thinks, things can’t be too rushed. They do not want to take the ultimate plunge down this roller coaster without at least some build-up.
Leatherman starts at the top, tugging and pulling. It’s difficult at first, the metal of the buttons scraping his teeth, but by the time he’s on the third button, he’s a pro, opening the buttons as easily as if he were using his fingers. He can smell the musk of the young man’s crotch and feel the roughness of his pale pubic hair against his face, spurring him on. He closes his eyes and breathes i
