Wolf nods. “I did feel that way with you. You were very forward, and I was receptive.”
“I’m like that. Forward, that is.”
“You wouldn’t stop looking at me.”
“What can I say? You’re a handsome, older man. I’m drawn to your type. I like my daddies. You fit the bill.”
“You sound confident about what you like.”
“Because I am confident. Is there any other way to be?”
Wolf shakes his head. “I don’t think so. You’re young and smart and…”
“I want you,” Tin says as he dabs a kiss to the center of Wolf’s chin, falls to his knees, and reaches for the buttons on the man’s khakis.
* * * *
He’s going to suck everything out of me, Wolf thinks as Tin tugs on his sack and jams his face into the tangles of his blond-silver strands of pubic triangle. He hears Tin violently choke on his mass as he at
