“Feels good?” he asked, stroking my face as he ground against me, his cock next to mine.
“Shit,” I replied, briefly closing my eyes as I coasted on the heady feeling of arousal. “More?”
“Hell, yeah.” He moved back and I let him go. Ry spread apart my legs with his hands and I watched as he zeroed in on my cock and balls. “Meaty, just the way I like my men,” he said before taking my testes in his mouth, one after the other. My moans became constant.
“Ah, shit.” His teeth and tongue, the suction, all of it was making me crazy. I stuck one hand in his hair and held on for the ride. He laved his way up and down my cock, teasing me with little nips against the skin. It was almost too much, but I wanted to hold out for more.
When his tongue touched my hole, I did a whole-body shudder. “Yeah, that,” I said, and Ry gave me what I wanted, times two thousand.