Re: Playrooms
A muffled sound of pleasure escaped Carrick's lips. The boy's mouth was heaven. So warm and wet and hungry. He could wait no longer.
With a growl, he vaulted with blinding speed onto the bench, coming to rest with one knee on either side of the naked chest. He tore open his trousers pushing them down to his hips and freeing his erection.
"Swallow me. All of it. Every last inch," he ordered, his voice rough with desire. He pressed his hips forwards, the hard length now just above the boy's waiting mouth.