Mehdi knew what Georgie was referring to. He remembered their conversation earlier, and how the older boy had promised him he'd get to help improve his skills... in return for giving him more of that delicious salty liquid. Mehdi hesitated for a moment longer before finally nodding. "Okay," he whispered. "I'll try."

Georgie smiled, relief flooding through him like sunshine after a storm.

"That's my brave boy," Georgie murmured, leaning in to press a gentle kiss against Mehdi's forehead. "Now, why don't we try something different?" He slid his hand between them again and adjusted their position so that Mehdi was straddling him, his legs on either side of Georgie's hips, his hard cock nestled against the older boy's stomach.

Mehdi looked down at Georgie, feeling fear coursing through him.

blushes and returns the kiss passionately, grinding against Charles' hand See you soon...

I hope so too... This has been amazing and I want to do it again sometime soon.

He smiled down at the other boy as he stroked himself, watching as the other boy began to writhe beneath his touch. He moved closer, positioning himself behind the other boy before lining up his cock with the entrance to his ass. With a groan, he pushed forward, feeling the tight heat of the other boy's body envelop him as he slid inside.

Their lovemaking was frantic and desperate, fueled by the knowledge that they could get caught at any moment.

As their orgasms approached, Georgie felt a sharp pang of guilt mixed with the pleasure. He knew that what they were doing was wrong, but he couldn't seem to stop himself. With a moan, he thrust harder and faster into the other boy's body, feeling the familiar tightness building within him.