Chapter 43

His knees spread wide, his upper body forward, Tucker reached through the top of his underpants, out through the leg hole, up between his wide-spread rear end, where a finger touched his moist, tingling orifice. Sodomy. He grunted against Roy’s blond pubes, got some spit on them, as he took him all the way down, while his finger teased his insides.

“What are you doing?”

“Does it feel good?”

“Uh-huh.” It seemed an effort, the response.

“Then never mind.”