"I'm not," he answered. He had no intention of doing so. He didn't care what people thought. He'd never let public opinion dictate his sex life. "You want them to know that I"m yours, is that it? That I'd never do this for anyone?" He ended the questions with a scorching kiss, bodies aligned with each other, and he could feel Dale's cock against his own.
He knelt down, nipping Dale's stomach as he pulled the jeans down and he took Dale's cock in his mouth. This wasn't the time or place for teasing or finesse. Instead, he sucked him down to the root, nose pressed against his public hair, before coming up for air. He soon had a steady rhythm, aimed at getting Dale off quickly.