Chapter 26

Shawn rested a hand on Dario’s shoulder, massaging the muscle. His erection angled toward the ceiling, thicker than Dario had realized, with a shaft almost entirely smooth except for the single vein running along its underside. Dark blond hair curled around the base, and the sac hung heavily between his thighs. Dario was suddenly glad for the overhead light. It made it possible to see every inch, every twitch of Shawn’s muscles. The sight of the clear fluid seeping from the slit was even better.

Without being prompted, Shawn slid his free hand down his stomach to catch his cock between thumb and forefinger, and slowly tilt it down. He visibly shuddered when Dario dared to flick his tongue across the glistening tip.