Robin had never in his life come across any fellow who had an objection to having his prick sucked, and felt a moment of indignant wounded pride; he’d seldom made that offer before. But he was hardly going to push any kind of activity on someone unwilling, and Edwin was eyeing Robin’s cock—it throbbed in anticipation—with the sort of intensity he’d previously applied only to books, so what was Robin going to do, refuse him?
