“Delicious.”
He grimaced at James. “Do you have to pour so much sugar and milk into your tea? It’s…it’s frightening. I can’t get used to it no matter how many times I’ve seen it.”
“I like it sweet. Tony’s cum is salty and tangy—”
Blake’s eyes widened and he covered his ears before glaring at James. “You’re disgusting.”
“Oh, please. Sex is fun. I love it.”
“But not when you overshare the details.”
“You’re such a prude,” James scoffed.
“Better than a slut like you.”
“You’re just jealous that I get to have so much incredible sex with Tony. His dick is—”
“Stop,” he shouted at James, who snickered. “I don’t want to know.”
James shrugged. “Your loss then. Anyway, what are Kee and Mase like?”
He beamed at James. “They’re great.”
“Just great? What about their dicks?”
He glanced at James in confusion. “What?”
James gasped at him. “You didn’t sleep with them?”
“Of course not! What the fuck?”