Imagine

Jacob trailed delicate kisses up Seth’s front to the sweet melody of Seth’s moans. He held himself above Seth until Seth opened his eyes and smiled, and then he crushed his mouth to Seth’s again. Seth coiled his fingers in Jacob’s hair as their tongues danced. 

The adrenaline from the game coursed through both of them. Jacob basked in Seth’s excitement at basketball. Gratefulness that Seth could share his passion coursed through him like waves of electricity. Jacob’s identity had always been so intertwined with his love of basketball that watching Seth fall in love with the game was indistinguishable from watching Seth fall in love with him. For the moment, the two feelings were inseparable. Seth loved basketball, which meant Seth loved him, whether or not he ever said it. 

Seth pressed his groin up against him with