Chapter 19
Bodie seemed to have no qualms obliging. The grip on Gage’s head tightened hard enough to pull his hair, but the sting against his scalp heightened everything else overloading his system. He started to push, at the same time driving up, and the friction heated Gage’s lips, spit and pre-come mingling to drip down the shaft until Gage swiped it away with his mouth on the next pass down. Once, his teeth caught at the edge of the crown, but Bodie just grunted, his rhythm unfailing.
“Oh, fuck…I’m going to come.”
Gage knew it was a warning he should listen to. Knew he should pull away before Bodie shot his load into his mouth. But he was too curious. He wanted to know what it felt like, what it tasted like, if he’d be able to swallow.