Dezi looked down at Rox, noticing how cute, charming, and sexy he was. Who was he kidding? He was c**k-whipped, and he knew it. He moved down Rox’s body and took his c**k into his mouth. It felt so good, so right, he practically swallowed the whole thing. He felt the dickhead tickling the back of his throat, and began sucking.
Dezi had had s*x with men before, furtive encounters in everything from hotel rooms to backroom bars, but he’d never had s*x like he had with Rox. Other encounters had been so quick, and on the sly that it was a wham-bam kind of affair. But sucking Rox, f*****g his sweet ass, and getting sucked and f****d by him—it all felt so much better because it was Rox.
Now as he sucked his partner’s c**k furiously, bobbing his head up and down, sucking and licking, his own c*
