The words of Marcus spurred Cassius on, watching with wonder as his shirt came off, and helped tear off his pants, pressing himself between his legs and kissing him roughly. When he pulled away, he took the hem of his shirt and ripped it off over his head, and without a second thought unzipped his pants, kicking them away and leaving them both bare to each other.
Dropping down to his knees, Cassius looked up at Marcus, giving him a coy smile as he took his cock in hand, bringing it to his lips, licking the tip before drawing him into his mouth...