Chapter 65

“Perfect,” Daniel whispered. “You are, you know that?”

Daniel skinned out of the boxers and tossed them aside before sitting down in front of Clark. Putting one leg over Clark and the other along the edge of the couch, Daniel rolled Clark’s body closer while supporting his head. “Please, help make me hard enough?”

Clark’s eyes slid to half mast, and without hesitation, he bent his head to lap and suck Daniel’s cock. He moaned and let his tongue work, eyes unseeing, only thinking about the feel of Daniel around him and between his lips. Daniel tasted like soap and salt, and Clark lapped hard, pressing along the underside.