Chapter 7

“Oh, God,” moaned his partner. “You gotta have done this before. Fuck! If you haven’t, then you sure are a natural born cocksucker. Holy shit, you’re good.”

Adam considered this. A natural born cocksucker? Well, it sure felt natural to him—another confirmation of his emerging true sexual orientation.

“You don’t have to take it all, babe. That’s a lotta meat to swallow your first time,” Brendan said with tenderness, taking hold of the sides of Adam’s head and gently rubbing his temples.

Adam nodded, but kept up his steady ingestion of the stiff rod. He kept going until he had buried his nose in Brendan’s lush growth of pubic hair. He never once felt he was going to gag; a feat that was not lost on Brendan.

“Shit, man! You are something else. I’ve been with guys who were supposed to be pros and my meat made ‘em choke like hell.”

Adam briefly wondered about ‘those guys’, but the good feelings he was experiencing soon put the thought out of his head.