Chapter 17

Rafe started to play with Justin’s balls, taking each one in turn and rolling it around in his mouth. Justin’s sac was bare of hair. Justin was glad he waxed because it enabled him to feel more of Rafe’s mouth directly on his cock and balls. Rafe turned Justin over on his stomach and parted his cheeks. Justin felt Rafe’s wet tongue at his hole, piercing it, working around the muscle. Justin had never felt like this before, his emotions so engaged with his physical state.

Rafe interrupted his reverie. “I have to get the supplies,” he said in a gruff voice. It seemed as if Rafe was on the last string of his tether. “Could you move over a bit? I keep them in the bed stand drawer.”

“I hope you buy large condoms, you are very gifted in that area,” Justin teased. Rafe chuckled and it took some of the urgency off their passion.