ATLAS OF HIS FLESH
Daniel leaned to caress Evan's face, he traced his thumb from his cheeks to his lips, then he guided him to the tip of his cock, spreading the leaked pre-cum on his lips.
Evan saw it as his go-ahead and began to lick the tip of his cock, eliciting a nearly muted groan from him. He ran his tongue down the shaft and before he knew it his head was bobbing rapidly to its length. Daniel’s fingers found the back of his head and gripped it— not too tight to rip his hair out, but tight enough to please Evan's masochistic alter-ego.
“Yes—just like that.” Daniel groaned, overwhelmed by the particular wetness of his mouth. He wondered how much saliva one could produce especially with a dick lodged at t
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