Greg's hands lifted and tossed Theo's top away and then rolled Theo onto him. Their skin pressed against each other, muscular chest against thin one. Greg made a sound of pleasure as he found lips, kissing and probing with Theo's weight on top of him.
His hips pressed up against the other boy, pressure and friction causing an immediate reaction his bottoms did little to hide or even contain. Greg's arms encircled Theo, his hands ran up to Theo's smooth shoulders and then followed the curve of his back to his waist. Not stopping there, Greg's fingers moved under the waist of Theo's own night things, both hands sliding across skin to grab and cup round buttocks.
He squeezed even as his mouth locked against Theo's, demanding and wanting and ready for whatever Theo offered next.