If only Eli knew the effect those sweet moans had on James. He'd already been feeling the very beginnings of arousal, but hearing Eli react so openly, without any shame or effort to muffle (and why should he when they were the only ones in the house?). And so, encouraged by those moans and the raw reactions of his young lover's body, James delved in, wiggling his tongue into that tightly puckered hole.

One hand moved, caressing Eli's hip as if to soothe him. Did he need soothing? Probably not. But James liked giving him as much contact as possible. And he liked touching Eli, too. So it worked out well for both of them.