Later that evening, Rain and Tristan sat side by side on the couch, watching a documentary on Thirty Seconds to Mars. Once in a while, Rain would glance over at Tristan’s expression. “Oh, you have such a crush on Jared Leto,” he teased Tristan, slapping his thigh. “Look at you.”
Tristan frowned and shifted in his seat. “No…”
“You do so.” Rain grabbed the remote and aimed it at the TV. “I’m sending Mr. Big Blue Eyes back to outer space.” He shut the TV off and climbed on top of Tristan’s crotch, gripping his hands and playfully pinning Tristan to the seat of the couch. “Well,” he said, moving his ass over Tristan’s half-hard c**k, “surprise, surprise.”
Tristan laughed and cut loose from Rain’s grip, grabbing a good handful of Rain’s ass. “What can I say, creative guys turn me on.” He sli
