George's POV

"Paul?" I held onto his arm. "Yes?" He stuck close to me. "What do ya think Archie'll say if he finds out?" I asked. "If he does anything to ya I'll beat 'im." Paul said shaking a fist. We laughed and held hands to his house. 

~In his kitchen~

"Dad and my brother Mike have gone to Scotland." Paul said giving me a suggestive look. I smiled in response. "You wanna eat?" He asked pulling some ravioli out of the cupboard. "Definitely I'm starvin' over here." He chuckled in response to my remark.

He set the microwaved ravioli on the table. We both sat down and enjoyed the meal. Paul started rubbing his foot up and down my pants every rub nearing my crotch. "Bedroom?" I suggested. We moved to his bedroom which had a double bed.

He slammed the door and pushed me on the bed. He started kissing me passionately while palming my crotch through my pants. "Paul..." I moaned. He throw my jacket away and pulled my shirt off. He gave me a hickey on the neck which made me moan for more.

He licked around my nipple and when it erected he started sucking on it. I was beginning to grow impatient. He slowly licked his way down to my pants. He unzipped them with his teeth  and sucked on my full erection. "Paul. Jesus McCartney." I moaned softly. "Open up." He said.

Without hesitation I split my legs so he could enter me and he did oh, god it was beautiful.

~After sex~

"God Paul I love you so much." And with that we fell asleep in each others arms (naked).