Julien just about had the presence of mind to look back at the boy orchestrating each moan from his throat, the heat between them almost tangible.
He sighed, whimpered into the kiss and then his breath caught as one of Alfie's fingers slid familiarly into him, mewled and moved a little as another entered him. He was so hot suddenly, he wanted Alfie now, and he tried to say that as best he could without being able to speak.