WIP – Trey #3

Trey #3

Bryl R. Tyne

(WIP)

Instantly, his body went limp and his hands fell away from his neck, smacking the bed as they hit. I massaged his balls as I licked him clean, kissed my way up his belly to his chest . . . . "Drew?" With my tongue, I teased one of his nipples. "You with me, man?"

His lungs filled with air. He scrunched the sheets in his grip. "Fucking ay, Trey, I love that." His voice cracked, the more he tried to speak.

"Need a drink, baby?"

"Yeah," he whispered.

On my way to get him a...