Viktor threw off his t-shirt and then helped Rekker yank open his pants and then shove them down his thighs. He wasn't wearing any underwear so his cock sprang free, hot and stiff between his legs. The punk growled and then pulled Rekker's own pants open, ripping them down his own legs and onto the floor.

"Fuck me you cockhead."

The blond gasped and then bit down onto Rekker's shoulder once more, hard enough to draw a few spots of blood.