The boy came in spasms, clenching around Guy and he made use of that, drew it out until he couldn't last any more, and came, cursing under his breath.

For a moment, then, it was just the two and Guy had no rush leaving. He kissed Neil instead, feeling the heat emanating from him, when another hand found its way through his hair.

"I've been patient long enough, don't you think?" The man asked, touching the hairs on the back of Guy's neck. It almost made him go weak in every limb.

Guy didn't answer, but regarded Neil for an answer. His call. There were other solutions to the man's aching cock, and if Neil didn't want to be fucked again, it wouldn't happen. Of course, if he did, Guy would certainly enjoy the show.