Eo sauntered over to Cicada, the question that was on his mind burning a hole through his mind. Sex was on the brain – no, love. He wanted Cicada’s love pounding his anus. Cicada was sipping a Jamba Juice smoothie, taking drags off a cigarette. The pure essence of cool. Eo felt himself moisten beneath his panties, juices flowing down his tender thighs. Cicada had sexy thighs. Long, coarse hairs flowing down them in a menagerie of pure sex appeal. Today was the day.
Eo tapped Cicada on the shoulder. Cicada turned slowly, as if the tap was expected. He moved his finger towards his cigarette, taking a slow drag and exhaling. “Yes,” he said. No, he asked. You don’t say to Cicada – you ask. “I’ve been admiring you for a—“ Eo began but was cut off by Cicada’s low, clear, gruff “Yes.”. “Yes what?” Eo asked Cicada, though he knew what the yes was to, and what was going to happen very soon. “Yes, I will fuck you.”
Eo gasped. He hadn’t expected this, yet it was the most welcome thing in his young life. His nipples tingled under the low glow of the fluorescent light. They were hard through his young bra. He let out a low moan. Upon hearing this, Cicada’s penis stood at full attention. “Not in public,” he whispered to his young, eager ears. Eo nearly let out a screaming cry of ecstasy at these words. Cicada took Eo’s hand and led him into the restroom
Cicada laid Eo down on the toilet, scrawny torso on the toilet with his beautiful ass sticking in the open for Cicada to take to town. Eo’s small but supple breasts were squeezed on the lid of the toilet, the nipples as hard as Cicada’s throbbing penis.