I didn't answer with words. Instead, I moaned loudly, grinding harder against the bulge in Leon's pants. The friction sent sparks of pleasure shooting through me, but I hated the barrier of our clothes. I would've ripped them off in an instant, but we were in the dining room, the door was unlocked and anyone could walk in and catch us. The risk only made my cock leak more, my heart pounding with reckless thrill. My hands fumbled with Leon's zipper, tugging it down urgently. I fished out his erection, thick and rigid, and stroked it greedily, my fist pumping from base to tip.With my other hand, I yanked down my sweatpants, freeing my own cock. It sprang out, hard and dripping. I pressed our cocks together, skin sliding against skin, and wrapped both hands around them. I stared in fascination at the sight, with Leon's shaft dwarfing mine, veins pulsing, the heads flushed and slick. A bead of pre-cum leaked from Leon's tip, and I used my thumb to spread the silky moisture over his thick
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