Conrad sniffed the air as if he could smell how aroused Peter was, or just had a runny nose, either way, the timing of that sharp inhale fucked with Peter’s mind. Conrad turned that dark gaze and caught Peter’s and their gaze held for a moment. Conrad licked his lips. “Yes,” he said as if reading the need on Peter’s face. “Here?”“The alley, over there.”The blonde’s gaze flicked over to the alley indicated, then got up and tossed his empty cup and Conrad got up after him, and together they walked kind of fast across to the alley. Peter pushed Conrad to the brick wall and started making out with him hungrily. Conrad started groping and squeezing Peter’s ass. Both of them were growing hard and aching in their pants. “I’ve dreamt of this for a while,” Conrad whispered. “You’re a really good kisser,” Peter replied. And slipped his hand under Conrad’s shirt and Conrad moaned as he moved to unbuckle Peter’s pants and his hands started to stroke Peter’s cock slowly, Peter broke the kiss. “We need some lube or something, right?”“Spit. Just spit in my ass, I’ll be fine.”Peter unfastened Conrad’s pants and pushed them down a bit. Conrad turned around and pressed himself to the brick, as Peter started stroking his own cock a moment before leaning down to spit in Conrad’s ass and wiggle two fingers in a bit to rub it in a bit, then spit on his hand and rubbed it on his cock before Conrad pushed his ass toward him as Peter stood and slid his cock in with a powerful, hungry, throbbing thrust. He exhaled roughly and actually swore, taking the Lord’s name in vain as he started fucking his friend against the wall. “Fucking Christ, you feel so good, fuck, oh god, oh god….” Peter moaned and pulled Conrad’s hips with both hands onto his cock, impaling himself onto him over and over again. Conrad was gagging himself with his fist, muffling his sounds. Eyes closed tight and one hand stroked his cock in time to Peter’s thrusts. “I’m about to cum, oh god, I’m about to cum. Oh god, oh god, fuuck, I’m cumming!” Peter moaned then thrust hard into Conrad, who then made a pain sound but his cum was spraying all over the asphalt between his shoes as he felt Peter’s load just fill him up. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Conrad… oh my god.” Peter panted just leaning against his friend’s back to catch his breath a moment before pulling out and tucking himself away and zipping his pants up. Conrad got dressed again too. And sniffed again and leaned in and kissed Peter full on the lips, this time, the kiss was tender and heartfelt. And when he pulled away they locked eyes again. “Something for you to think about, Father. As I have your calling card dripping out of my ass. Come on, let me get you home, you still have a lot of packing left to do, if I know you.”“You do know me. I barely packed a single thing. Maybe you can help me.” Peter said. The innuendo of wanting a second round was clearly in his voice. Conrad smirked. “Maybe I will,” he confirmed. They made their way to Conrad’s car. And Peter put on his seat belt when he turned and said. “There are other denominations that allow clergy to have sexual relations,” he said as if he had just realized this bit of truth. Conrad lit another cigarette and rolled the window down a bit to help the smoke go out as he started the car. “That is very true. You just have to tell your very Catholic parents that you are converting to a Protestant Denomination.”“True. Which may be easier than telling them that I am definitely not straight.”And that pulled a laugh from Conrad. “Hate to break this to you, but I think they already suspect that. They probably think we are fooling around on a regular basis, anyway. We do spend a great deal of time with each other.”Peter hummed contemplatively as the car drove off toward his house. They sat in silence for a while before he boldly reached over and took Conrad’s hand. And felt his heart skip a beat when Conrad accepted having his handheld and gave Peter’s hand a very firm but gentle squeeze.
