Chapter 13

“My turn,” Emory said after a time as he pulled out of Cam’s embrace.

Emory knelt between Cam’s legs, running his hands the length of the younger man’s thighs, and looking up into Cam’s face. Emory smiled and took hold of Cam’s cock. He ran his thumb up and down the underside, in the v-shaped groove just below the flared head.

Cam shuddered.

“You like that?” Emory asked in a whisper, looking up at Cam.

“Oh yes, yes,” Cam replied, placing his hands on either side of Emory’s head, encouraging the man to go further.

Still staring into Cam’s eyes, Emory put Cam’s cock next to his lips and kissed it. Then he began to slowly lick the tip, slit, and head. Cam let out a soft moan. Emory continued to explore the shaft with his tongue from tip to base. Cam felt he would go crazy if Emory didn’t swallow him soon.