Casey jacks himself up with Zeke's homemade scat and excitement floods through his veins. He's weightless, bones melting, everything bright and shiny. Zeke looms over him, their bodies brushing slightly, sending tingles down his spine, like needles being slowly dragged across his skin.

When Zeke takes his lips it's all beautiful and wet and he can't stop himself from pulling him down, their lips biting, gnawing, ravaging. When Zeke begins fucking him it's a dizzying array of blinding hot fuckmenowbaby esctasy. He comes, back arching, fingernails digging into Zeke's shoulder, and beyond the brightness he thinks he spots some red.

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