Chapter 7

Rich couldn’t resist. His knees hit the hard, wooden floor with bruising force, but he didn’t even feel it, so intent on the delectable man on his bed. He reached out, latching on to Chase’s ass and dragging him forward. Chase squeaked from the abruptness, but moaned when Rich dipped his head and sucked the tip of his cock into his mouth. He took his time, rubbing the flat of his tongue over the underside of the spongy head. Chase groaned. Rich took the sound as encouragement, sucking the hard shaft in almost to the back of his throat, only to slowly slide back up and dip his tongue into the wet slit. The pearl of fluid nestled there was tangy, the taste arousing Rich further.

Taking his time, Rich swallowed Chase down again, savoring the salty skin and the breathless pants tumbling out to fill the air. Rich kept going for a few more passes, making sure to gather the creamy fluid beading up each time his tongue made it to the head.