Chapter 13

Dale leant his head back against the sun-lounge and closed his eyes. The warm air felt good against his naked body. The small beads of pool water cloaking his flesh evaporated quickly and his body was soon hot again. Tom’s exhalations at his arsehole and the gentle touch of his own fingertips as they brushed his erect nipples made him quiver. Every cell was alive, electrified. As his hand continued to slide up and down the stiff shaft of his swollen prick, he began to gently gyrate against Tom’s face.

“Push it out,” said Tom suddenly. “Feed me.”

Dale pushed down and his rosebud flared out around Tom’s eager tongue. A small trickle of pearly white cream dribbled out and Tom slurped it up like a babe on the teat.

“Oh that’s it boy. Feed me back all that cum I shot up there.”