Chapter 6

Darrin wondered if it was over. Wasn’t Charlie going to get himself off? Darrin was about to say something when Charlie got up and rolled Darrin over on his stomach. He ran his hands down Darrin’s back and over the man’s ass. Darrin knew he had one hell of a nice ass. His hours of dance training had seen to that. Charlie’s sharp intake, then release of breath, told Darrin that Charlie appreciated what he saw and felt beneath his touch.

Charlie got up, pulled Darrin to the edge of the bed, spread his legs, and then knelt between them. Charlie pushed Darrin’s cheeks apart as he massaged them. He caressed Darrin’s hole with his tongue, then kissed it, finally thrusting his tongue inside. Darrin pressed his ass against the tender assault, welcoming the invasion.