And Francis dropped his cock again, this time it slapped wetly against his stomach, and Mark gasped.
“No moving, I told you that.” Francis’s expression was filled with mischief. Then he sinuously bent and licked the pre-cum off Mark’s cock.
Mark let out a helpless little sound, but managed to keep himself still.
“That was good. Well done, gorgeous.” The praise went directly into his dick, which jerked. Francis chuckled with obvious delight. “Well, I don’t think that counts, it’s not like you can control it.”
Francis grabbed Mark’s balls and began to massage them in his slippery hand. It felt good, different than if he’d been doing it himself. When Francis tugged at them, Mark gasped and his whole upper body twitched upwards, as if trying to arch off the bed. Francis raised a brow at him.