They’ve done this before; why is it so hard to remember what to do when both bodies are male? That’s stupid. He stroked Isaac, harder, twisting his wrist. He looped his other arm around Isaac’s shoulders, pulling him up into the kiss. “Come on … ” he whispered, before matching Isaac’s moan as he felt himself already swelling /again/.
Just as their lips brushed together, Isaac came hard with a shudder and a faint wail, one hand clutching at Summer’s shoulder as the other slowly stroked the other male’s hardening length. Shivering and rocking into his fist, he collapsed against him, panting harshly.
Summer forced himself to push Isaac’s hand away. It felt like they were getting stuck in a cycle, first one coming, then the other, each aroused afresh by the other’s reactions. “I … we … Isaac … ” He shivered, brushing his mouth down along the werewolf’s cheek, lightly lipping against his ear and throat. “W-we can’t lie here all day and fuck each other.”