[Proko knows he's been in John's place before, slack-mouthed while someone else kisses him. He doesn't care, especially when he's got two boys pawing at him. When John pulls back, Proko lets his head loll back, throat exposed as he tries to get a little more from the shallow teasing of John's thumb. Kavisky's hand is tight on his chest and he feels dizzy with wanting.
He reaches down to encourage John's hand, guiding his now slick thumb over his clit. That earns a sharp little moan and an eager lift of his hips.]
Right there.
[His free hand moves, drifting between John's legs to palm his cock through his pants.]
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He reaches down to encourage John's hand, guiding his now slick thumb over his clit. That earns a sharp little moan and an eager lift of his hips.]
Right there.
[His free hand moves, drifting between John's legs to palm his cock through his pants.]