Chapter 28
Kneeling at the side of the bed, Ben dipped a cloth into the water, preparing to wash Alonzo’s skin. His prick poked free of both foreskin and blanket, the slit shiny. Ben swallowed. While Alonzo’s hand had been glorious, a part of Ben craved to show him how else they could find relief. Already, he could feel the weight of that thick shaft against his tongue.
He leaned forward and inhaled the musky scent of Alonzo’s skin in an attempt to offer some sort of satisfaction to his desires. All it did was make him want more.
Though his mouth watered, he forced himself to return to his original task. He squeezed the excess water from his rag, then carefully dabbed it across Alonzo’s flat stomach. Alonzo twitched, but it wasn’t enough to wake him up. The dried flakes washed off his skin easily, and Ben’s cock throbbed with each swipe of the rag over Alonzo’s body. He had thought nothing could be better than having Alonzo wash him, but now he realized he was mistaken.