Hal had to let him go to open the buttons on his shirt. When he slid it over Mark’s shoulders, he stopped halfway, trapping Mark’s arms. Mark began to question why, but then there was Hal’s mouth again, hungrier than before, devouring his lips, stealing his air. He quivered as he fought the need to wrap around Hal’s muscular body, straining closer, and gave as much as Hal took from him. When his n*****s scraped over Hal’s coat, the shock that came from it startled a cry from his throat, one swallowed down by Hal almost as soon as it escaped.
As much as he knew about human anatomy, this was a reaction he’d not anticipated. He’d never understood the appeal of breasts, or why some girls found pleasure from them being touched. Admiring a muscular chest was entirely different, he’d always reas
