He bowed his head to hide his hungry thoughts. Licking along the seam where leg met hip, he descended to the velvety skin behind Elijah’s balls. It buried his nose in the sac, giving him a good long smell of his earlier orgasm. He wanted another. He wanted to feel Elijah shoot over both of them as Sam pounded into his tight hole. He didn’t get to fuck Elijah nearly as often as he wanted, though he planned on that changing as soon as possible.
Elijah spread his legs wide, and his rapid, irregular breathing betrayed just how powerfully Sam affected him. That was one of the reasons Sam couldn’t get enough of Elijah. All too often, the more chemistry he had with another man, the faster it burned out, until they were both just going through the motions. But every time he got his mouth on Elijah’s body, his hunger just intensified, and so did Elijah’s reaction.