Stu did moan, a small whimpering sound of pleasure and want as he yielded to engulfing kiss. The bottle slipping from Stewart's hand and he was moving it up to the back of Alfie's neck. His other hand moved down to Alfie's shoulder and he was moving his fingers, touching those small tendrils of hair that lay just at the base of Alfie's neck.
They were as soft and silky as Stu had been imagining, even if he'd never have admitted it out loud-to be checking out his roommate's neck and hair, and well, all of him. Stewart's hand on Alfie's shoulder tightened and he was pulling himself towards the other boy, needing to be closer to him, wanting to feel Alfie closer to him.