"Nick? The hell are you—ahh, shit…”

I didn’t pull back. I couldn’t. Instead, I moaned around his girth, the vibration traveling up his shaft as I swirled my tongue desperately along the underside. Spit bubbled from the corners of my stretched lips, dripping down his heavy balls. He tasted so fucking good—salty pre-cum leaking steadily now, musky skin, pure straight-boy cock that had never been sucked like this before.

“I—I’m sorry,” I gasped when I finally pulled off just enough to speak, my voice hoarse and wrecked. Strings of saliva connected my swollen lips to his glistening, angry-red cockhead. “Maxton… I couldn’t help it. You were lying there naked, so...