Kail made no attempt to stop Graeme's supple lips from crashing upon his own. In fact, he welcomed it with gratitude.  He responded positively by crudely prodding his tongue roughly back into the other male, happily taking control of the kiss.  It was his way to take control of everything.  Especially matters of a carnal nature.<br/><br/><b>"What the hell is he doing here?"</b>Kail quietly whispered to his passionate friend, sounding as bored as ever.<b> "Not Gaydrian again.  What the fuck.  Why is he always coming over whenever he damn well pleases?"</b><br/><br/>Then his attention was again turned to Graeme completely as he whispered seductively in his ear.<b> "I really wanted to fuck, Graeme.  You're such a fucking tease."</b><br/><br/>Kail was mostly angered because now he was feeling the all-too familiar tightening in the fabric of his crotch; he was nowhere near finished with Graeme yet.  He wanted more.  And he wanted it now.  He didn't care who was watching.  As long as it wasn't<i>Adrian</i>.  It was going to be a very long night.