Slobber had begun to drip down from my
tongue and Wyn’s butt cheeks as I continued to push into his tight
little hole with my mouth. I pulled my hand away from his cock and
rubbed it on his butt cheeks so that I wet it as it collected the
slobber.
“Turn around stud,” I said to Wyn.
He jumped off the bed and then back on it so
that he was facing me.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“No, but I’m drunk, so let’s try this,” I
said.
Wyn moved his crotch so that it was facing
me, and I reached for his cock. I had never sucked a cock before,
but if I were going to, tonight would be the night. I pulled his
cock and then opened my mouth. I pulled him inside me, surprised at
just how much of him I could get in my mouth. He tasted good, a
little different than his mouth, his nipples, and Derek’s
shoulders. His cock had more flavor, more of him in the taste. I
began to move my mouth on his cock to the same rhythm that I was
moving my hips while I fucked Derek.