Stephen watched hungrily as Adrian's fingers closed around his own cock. It should be him touching Adrian. It should be his finger. He bucked his hips, driving into Adrian and wishing that he could keep Adrian still while fucking him. He wanted so many things, and then Adrian came, squeezing him until he was seeing stars.
"Almost there," he panted. So close that he could taste it. "Come down, baby. I want to kiss you." He waited until Adrian leaned down, and they were kissing. He was still pushing into Adrian, and he must have hit his prostate, because he clenched agains,t and then it was all over, coming inside Adrian, just like he had asked.