HIS SECRET DESIRE (MxM)
“You’re gonna get what you ask for then.”
We took turns feeding him our cocks after that, one sliding deep while the other rested heavy against his cheek, smearing spit and pre-cum across his face. Felix’s hands never stopped moving, jerking whoever wasn’t in his throat, moaning every time one of us hit the back of his mouth. His own dick was rock-hard, leaking steadily onto the carpet, untouched.
After a while Christopher pulled him up by the hair, not rough but firm. “Bed. On your back. Legs open.”