John's thick arms wrapped around Troye's small frame. He lowered his mouth to Troye's ear, his warn breath fanning over the side of his face.
"So Troye.... Do you want to go back to my place and play with little john?" He whispered into his ear. Troye's heart began beat faster as he answered the question.
"Of course I do"
John grabbed Troye's delicate hand and led him out of the building and to his car. The car ride to his house was quite. The only sounds being made were the beating of hearts and the clearing of throats. John's hand rested on Troye's upper thigh, his thumb drawing smooth circles on his shaking legs. They pulled into the driveway within minutes and John got out and opened Troye's door him taking his hand once again and leading him into the house and upstairs to his bedroom........
To be continued
