Bab 3: Chapter 3

I’m not looking to move in on your block.” He rubbed his hands

together and looked from Alan to me and back again. “Thirty bucks,

right?”

“When we’re done,” Alan said.

“Well shit,” Julian drawled. He grabbed the

fly of Alan’s jeans and tugged, popping open the snap. The zipper

spread beneath Alan’s erection. Julian rubbed my lover’s sheathed

cock, his mouth already pulling into a wide grin. “Let’s get this

party started.”

Leaning forward, Julian buried his face in

Alan’s crotch. My lover took a step back but Julian held on, his

nose mashed against Alan’s briefs as he tongued at an already hard

dick. I watched, fascinated, my body humming with lust at the sight

of someone else pleasuring Alan. Why hadn’t we done this before?

And could we ever possibly do this again?

Soon Alan’s briefs were damp from saliva and

pre-cum. The red tip of his cock strained against the material, and

each time Julian’s lips closed over it, Alan gasped in delight. He