Kenny blindly obeyed and Ted knelt between his legs. He lightly ran his hands over Kenny’s thighs, then held the man’s prick in his hand.
“I won’t do this unless you want me to,” Ted said reassuringly, rubbing the groove on the underside of Kenny’s red dick head with his thumb and bringing it close to his lips.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s okay,” Kenny whimpered.
Holding Kenny’s cock near its base, Ted gently slid his lips over the head, being careful to apply as little pressure as possible as he softly tongued the pee slit.
Kenny was shaking.
Ted slowly slipped Kenny’s cock into his mouth. Once he reached the base he buried his face in the lush ginger bush that surrounded the organ. Slowly he made his way back up to the tip once more.
Kenny’s shuddering became more intense. He began making small grunting noises.