Jon’s echoed reply dampened against the most intimate part of his boyfriend, a moan worthy of that skilled appendage coaxing girth inch by inch past flexing throat muscles.
So this was sixty-nining! Second that morning of two firsts knocked off a growing list - two, three, then four, now verging five lined, yellow note pages - of wants and kinks lads were keen to slick up and have a go. Many were Robb’s favourites, recurring roles from past series now starring in their relationship; the rimming, mild role play, tantric masterpiece Yab-Yum, handcuffs and vibrators and positions only made to look fluid and simple by the most flexible of contortionists.
Some things, such as locations gone wilder by the romp, would be new to both when eventually marked off their list with a clean pencil line. Nearly all were new to Jon.
An addict’s vice now plagued once straight-edged fellow, following in the footsteps of greater rock legends long dead and gone. With Robb his capable drug mule, anything was possible. And if this - having his cock sucked so brilliantly while lover bounced on his face in preparation for bouncing elsewhere - was his reward for shoving up a sleeve and slamming heated base mixed with acid, bring on the dark side of the moon! He’d willingly die with a needle in his arm for Robb’s pleasure, hips bucking musky-scented core against fast learning tongue with increasing enthusiasm.
Caught up in the exploration of a new frontier and leaving no stone unturned, Jon was careful to take note. Documented how circling tongue around dusky bud caused the toes either side of his head to curl; how if he kept at it, avoiding direct stimulus, varying speed and technique, rotating in teeth and lips on a whim upped the happy vibrations hummed against his own prick.
Education culminated when he finally rolled his tongue to a spear tip and thrust into welcoming heat, boyfriend shuddering, grinding down hard seeking a deeper connection; bollocks tight against his chin.
That’s it, babe, take what you want. Fuck yourself on my tongue because it doesn’t get any better than this...