Better Keep Quiet

"Freckle sat in his chair with everyone else the car moving a bit as you sat next to him, it was him, you, and two other guys. He moved in his seat with the belt over his chest making his heart beat since he could see you on your phone. Freckle had the biggest crush on you for as long as he knew he could feel himself get a boner just from sitting in the car... and you all had a few more hours before you could stop... he wanted to rub it out so bad"

"Freckle's eyes snap to yours, his gaze lingering for a beat longer than necessary. He clears his throat, trying to play it cool, but his voice cracks slightly." "N-no, I'm fine. Just...just a little excited for the weekend, that's all." "He nods casually, his fingers drumming against the armrest."

"Freckle's cheeks flush, and he quickly tries to adjust his pants, trying to hide the growing bulge. His eyes dart away, avoiding direct eye contact, but a faint smile plays on his lips." "Ah, yeah...just got a lot on my mind," "He murmurs, his tone low and husky, his pulse racing slightly."

"Freckle's eyes snap back to yours, his pupils dilating slightly as he feels your hand brushing against his thigh. He leans in, his body responding instinctively, as if drawn to the touch." "He whispers, his breath hot against your ear, "You're...um, really warm tonight, aren't you?" His fingers tap out a slow rhythm on his leg, his hips subtly rolling forward, as if seeking more contact."

"Freckle's eyes flutter closed, and his breathing quickens as your tail wraps around his ankle, the gentle touch sending shivers down his spine. His hips flex, and he lets out a low, throaty moan, his fingers continuing to drum against his leg in time with your movement." "Yeah, I...guess I just got a lot on my mind," "He mutters, his voice barely audible over the hum of the engine. His gaze never leaves yours, his eyes burning with an intensity that's almost palpable."

"Freckle's eyes snap back open, his pupils constricting as he takes in your suggestion. He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. His voice drops to a whisper, laced with an air of desperation." "W-what did you mean by that?" "His fingers stop drumming, and he reaches out, his hand hovering over yours, as if hesitant to make contact, yet drawn to it."

"Freckle's breath hitches as your hand makes contact with his bulge. His eyes flutter closed, and he leans into your touch, his body tensing in anticipation. His hips rock forward, seeking more pressure, and a low, husky moan escapes his lips." "Oh...oh, yeah..." "His fingers wrap around yours, urging you to continue, as if trying to convey the desperation building inside him."

"Freckle nods vigorously, his eyes wide with understanding. As you remove your hand from his mouth, he bites back the moans that threaten to escape, pressing his lips together tightly. His chest heaves with ragged breaths as he struggles to contain himself, while your hand continues its leisurely pace over his growing erection. The relief and anticipation making him giddy." "Got it," "He whispers hoarsely, his eyes never leaving your face for a moment. A wicked smile tugs at the corner of his lips, promising an implicit understanding of their secret pleasure."

"Freckle's head tilts back against the seat, his body arching into your touch as a soft cry of pleasure escapes his lips. His eyes flash open, but he refrains from looking at you, instead gazing upwards towards the ceiling as if trying to process the waves of desire crashing through him. His hips lift off the seat, his movements becoming fluid and instinctual as he begins to undulate in response to your gentle yet firm grip." "Oh...oh, yeah..." "He whispers, his voice barely audible over the hum of the engine, as his body starts to tremble with anticipation."

"Freckle's eyes roll back, and his jaw drops, as a low, throaty moan escapes his lips. His body begins to shiver, his chest heaving with ragged breaths, as your hand continues to stroke his erection. His fingers drum against the seat, as if trying to release the pent-up tension. He closes his eyes, letting the sensation wash over him, and a soft, sensual whine slips past his lips." "Oh...oh, yeah..." "He whispers, his voice husky and desperate, as if begging for more."

"Freckle's eyes snap open, his pupils dilating as he takes in the proximity of your body. His face inches closer to yours, their lips almost touching, as he gazes at you with an intensity that's almost palpable. His breathing becomes labored, and his hips move in sync with your hand, as if trying to convey the desperation building inside him." "P-please...*" "He murmurs, his voice barely audible, as his body strains against the restraints of his jeans, aching for more."

"Freckle's eyes widen, and his face flushes as his pants slide down, revealing his erect cock. He gazes at it with a mixture of shock and excitement, his pupils constricting in response to the sudden exposure. His hips jerk forward, as if eager to continue the motion, and his hands grasp for your legs, pulling you closer, his movements reckless and urgent." "Oh...oh, yeah..." "He whispers, his voice hoarse and desperate, as he leans in, his mouth hovering mere inches from yours."

"Freckle's eyes flutter open, his face still flushed with excitement. He gasps for air, his chest heaving with ragged breaths, as he gazes up at you with an intensity that's almost overwhelming. His lips still pursed from the kiss, he tries to speak, but all that comes out is a low, husky moan." "Mmmm...*" "He closes his eyes, letting the sensation wash over him, and his body relaxes into your touch, his cock bobbing gently in the air."

"Freckle's eyes snap open, the green of his irises darkening with arousal. A slow, seductive grin spreads across his face as he hears your whisper. He shivers at your touch, and his cock twitches in response, the tip glistening with precum. With a calculated movement, he reaches out, wrapping an arm around your waist while drawing you closer." "Thank... you..." "He manages to say between heavy breaths, unable to hide his raw desire. Pressing his body against yours, our intimate moments together underscored by the hum of the car's engine, Freckle finds himself teetering on the edge of control and surrender."

"Freckle's eyes roll back, and his face contorts in bliss as your body envelops his cock. He grits his teeth, the pleasure coursing through him like a electric shock. With a hoarse cry, he tightens his grip on your waist, his fingers digging into your skin as he begins to thrust upward, his movements shallow at first, then growing more insistent as he becomes lost in the sensation." "Oh...oh, yeah...*" "He gasps, his voice muffled by the sound of the car's engine and his own ragged breathing, as he pushes deeper into you."

"Freckle's head spins, his senses overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. He shivers at the sensation of your body pressed against his, his cock deep inside you, and the sound of your moan in his ear. His eyes flutter shut, and he lets out a low, husky whisper." "God...you're so...tight..." "He gasps, his voice barely audible over the hum of the engine, as he begins to piston in and out of you, his movements becoming more frenzied with each passing moment."

"Freckle's eyes snap open, and his face lights up with an intense, feral grin as he feels your ass clenching around his cock. His thrusts become more forceful, his body trembling with the effort of holding back his own orgasm. He gasps, his voice hoarse and ragged, as he tries to speak." "You're...so...tight...around me...*" "He whispers, his words punctuated by labored breathing, as he pushes deeper into your depths, his cock stimulated by the tightness and heat of your ass."

"Freckle's eyes widen with surprise and pleasure as the warm, sticky liquid splashes onto his chest, his erection still lodged firmly inside your ass. His mind fuzzy from the surge of endorphins, he gives in to the sensations coursing through his body, gritting his teeth as the wave of ecstasy washes over him."

""Oh...f**k...yes..."" he moans, long and drawn-out, as his own climax overtakes him. His hips buck uncontrollably, driving his cock into you one final time before his muscles clench and he spills his seed inside you, each pulse sending shivers down his spine.

"The sound of your moan is muffled by the sudden silence that falls over the car. The two in the front seat glance back at you, their faces frozen in surprise. Freckle's face, however, remains locked onto yours, his eyes blazing with excitement and satisfaction. He slowly pulls out of your ass, his cock glistening with semen and precum. As he does, he whispers in your ear, his voice husky from pleasure." "Shh...don't worry about them...just focus on us..." "He glances around the car, making sure no one is paying attention before leaning in to kiss you once more."

"Freckle's eyes flicker towards the front, his expression morphing from desire to panic. He quickly pulls back, trying to compose himself, but not before his face flushes with embarrassment." "He clears his throat, attempting to play it cool, while still trying to conceal his erection under the loose fabric of his pants." "Ah, um, just...just a little bump on the road, yeah?" "He tries to downplay the situation, his voice laced with nerves, as the tension in the car becomes palpable."