In Sartin’s mind, he kissed Maru again. Insistent, yet tender, Maru returned the kisses with his soft,yet rough lips. Sartin moved down Maru’s body, sucking on his nipples, just as he would Thornton’s. Maru responded the same, arching his back and pressing his own shaft into Sartin.
The necessity with which he stroked his own cock increased. Going back into his mind’s eye, he imagined Maru floating on the surface of the ocean while he sucked on Maru’s hooded eel. Beginning at the head, licking down the shaft to Maru’s balls, Sartin paused to give attention to the smooth orbs that dangled out of Maru’s body. Underneath the sac that hung from his cock, Sartin found the opening he sought.