fredbassett

Connor hadn't thought he would ever find someone who talked as much as him.

But this strange man, with his brown suit and his blue box, left him in the dust. Mile a minute didn't even begin to cover it.

Not that either of them were doing a lot of talking at the moment. At least, not using anything that could be described as words.

Connor moaned as the man (what was his name, anyway?) shoved up against the side of that blue box, hand down his trousers, lips sucking at his collarbone. He didn't have a clue what was going on, where this guy had come from, or how he seemed to know so much about...well, everything.

But who cared? Another moan escaped him as the hand around his cock became more agressive, and seconds later he was coming hard and fast, his cries swallowed by the mouth that was now on his.