“Let me.” Boyce moved from Tarin’s side and, in a flurry of motion, removed the rest of his clothing to lie naked at Tarin’s side.
Tarin drank in the sight of Boyce’s body. “You’re f*****g amazing.” His lover was unusually pale but toned, with a thick bush of hair surrounding a good-sized c**k. Licking his lips, Tarin decided to taste. The first place Tarin licked was the tattoo, sucking it elicited a deep moan of his name. Despite the jerk of Boyce’s body when Tarin moved lower and licked a pale pink n****e, Boyce lay pliant, silently giving Tarin permission take what he needed.
Spurred on by Boyce’s obvious enjoyment, Tarin bit the n****e lightly and was rewarded by a gasp of pure pleasure. He scraped his teeth over the other n****e then tugged at the bud between his teeth.
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