Anthony’s hands paused at their work, halfway down Alex’s chest.  Alex’s lips moving towards his own was the cause of his stopping.  For a moment, Anthony considered if this was wise.  The sun could be trouble later...but he decided quickly that later was later and now was now.<br/><br/>And now, he wanted this young man.<br/><br/>Anthony met Alex’s rising mouth with his own, pressing into them with his slightly parted lips.  His fingers slipped inside Alex’s shirt, and began to rub the other man’s chest.  He pressed his hands and fingers along skin and muscles, as his mouth opened to Alex, letting the other man deepen the kiss.<br/><br/>His tongue darted out and pressed along Alex’s lips, but never pressed into his mouth.  Let the other man think he was in control, let him believe that he was pushing this encounter.<br/><br/><em>Yes, more, yes.</em>he sent into Alex’s mind, encouraging the man to become bolder.<br/><br/>For his part, Anthony trailed a hand back to the shirt and continued to unbutton it.  Within a few moments, the shirt was undone and pulled free from Alex’s pants.  Anthony pressed it back, exposing the muscled expanse of Alex’s body.<br/><br/>Anthony let his body react as it should, becoming warm to the touch and flushed with color.  His breathing deepened as his cock hardened behind his own pants.  He let his body match the anticipation and hunger that was filling his thoughts with images of Alex’s body prostrate before him, his mouth at Alex’s veins.<br/><br/>His body ached for both touch and blood.  He would get both from Alex before long.<br/>