HELP.
Sam opened his mouth before closing it again, swallowing as he nodded. As Sebastian took off his sweats though, he tugged off his shirt and put it aside. He chased after the quick kiss, giving Sebastian one in return that wasn’t so chaste. It was more so a preview of what was to come. He didn’t say anything in response, only slapped Sebastian’s hand away with laughter in his eyes. Then he was stroking Sebastian’s cock himself before he was ducking his head to lick at the head. After, he was slowly taking him into his mouth with a practiced ease.
There was a long breath through Sebastian’s nose, a much-deserved exhale of relief, as Sam’s mouth and hand worked his cock. With as much denial and cat-and-mouse Sebastian had endured to get to this moment, it was all worth it. Sam Evans’ mouth was a gift from God. Sebastian tipped his head back with a soft lick of his lips as his right hand threaded through Sam’s hair.
