Stamford chuckled as he pulled out. "I wouldn't dream of it, pet. I have every intention of riding your cock tonight."
He resisted his cheek against Kenneth's thigh, breathing hard as Kenneth prepared him. After a few more breaths, he started sucking Kenneth, but not for long, pulling out again. "Come on, I just want to fuck." He had no patience, not when their time together was likely going to be little in the future. Strange how he'd gone from never wanting to see Kenneth again to already bitching about never seeing him.