"Oh--hello," Charlie murmurs and his hand closes around David's cock as much as it can. "This is unexpected. But very nice."

He kisses David again, rubbing him through his trousers and his tongue thrusting in David's mouth. He loves David's taste--loves his scents, his textures--loves the rolling motion of his hips in response to his touch and the way David clutches at his ass, pulling him closer.

He loves David. It's so simple. This is love.