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Love is an art, we should express it;Another one shot for you guys :3Tony is just hella hot in his overalls and covered with oil and grease how can Clay not find that sexy? >W<~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~ ‘Hello stranger’ Clay waltzed into the Padilla’s garage admiring the view of Tony’s ass as he tinkered with his Mustang. The head attached to that beautifully curved flesh appeared from underneath the bonnet, giving a dazzling smile towards Clay.As per usual the shorter of the two was wearing his oil stained jump suit, light perspiration dampened his hair creating a couple lose bangs that he tried to refigure as the heat from his toiling had taken its toll.Face painted with oil stains and grease smeared down the front of his overalls Tony tried to clean his hands. ‘Heya sexy’ came the reply.Clay stalked over to his boyfriend slipping his arms around the boys’ waist and grabbing the sinful flesh that was his perfect rear.Drawing him close he mumbled into the boys, gasoline smelling hair,‘I could say the same about you’Feeling the grin that moved his T-shirt, Tony’s wide eyes looked up to meet his partners so caring and affectionate.‘Mis padres are out for the evening…’ His tone was suggestive yet playful. Paired with the quirk of his lips and eyebrow raise, Clay couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have someone as precious as Tony.‘Then what. Do you suggest. We do?’ He punctuated each sentence with a brief kiss to his lips. ‘Well I don’t know mi carino, I guess we’ll just have to find out…’Breaking his embrace, the smaller of the two unclasped the sexy jumpsuit letting it fall to the floor.Revealing well everything.His slim stomach and trail of navel hair leading downwards was obscured by the one item of clothing that Clay wanted to rip off him.The taller boys’ eyes skating over all of his figure, pupils blown wide with desire; left Tony feeling vulnerable, only something he could do in front Clay.‘like what you see?’ he prompted. Getting a harrumph in agreement.‘Only one slight problem’ Clay flashed Tony with an ear-splitting grin.‘And what’s that mi Carino?’ Tony asked playfully.He stalked back towards the other, closing the distance.‘These,’ announced Clay thumbing the hem lines of Tony’s underwear. ‘Need to come off’