Caelan sorely missed the taste of cock, as lude as that was. It had been a couple years since he had pleased another man like this. He moved slowly, savoring Dusty, teasing him with his sweet lips. He rubbed his hands up and down Dusty's thighs and hips, slow to stroke his quivering abdomen. Caelan wished he could suck at Dusty until the man spilled into his mouth, but he had a hunching suspicion that the man wouldn't wait that long. Instead, Caelan took advantage of the time he was granted, knowing that even better things were coming ahead for them.<br/><br/>Almost as if by clockwork, Caelan felt firm hands on him, pulling him off of Dusty with an audible sound. He groaned, lips smashing against Dusty's as they kissed. His own were slick with the small amount of juices he could milk from the man. Not that Dusty seemed to mind.<br/><br/>Caelan hummed in agreement to Dusty's statement. He watched the man move around, shedding his jeans and then stripping Caelan of his own. Dusty's erection hung heavy and Caelan was glad for Dusty's prompting. He probably would have slid onto his lap and ridden him until they were both screaming if it were up to the impatient blond. Instead, Caelan was positioned easily to kneel on the backseat of the truck, Dusty's solid form pressed against his backside.<br/><br/>He recognized the familiar clicking of the lube cap as it was opened. Caelan knew what was coming, but that didn't mean he at all knew what he was in for. Dusty's fingers were thick and prominent as stretched Caelan to the point of discomfort, to the point of begging for the whole of Dusty. "Mmmph.." His moans were swallowed by Dusty, his mouth sealed over Caelan's. Caelan's hand reached up to hold Dusty's jaw, the other white knuckled into the seat cushion. He dropped his forehead to Dusty's. "Dusty, you're gonna kill me baby. Please." He panted, "Please."