“Oh, Parker.” Mason pulled the big teenager
on top of him and initiated a further round of kissing. He could
feel a large hard object pressing into his hip. Mason didn’t need
three guesses to know what it was. He wanted that cock. The more he
thought about it, the more he wanted it. But before he could match
thought to deed, Parker had slid down Mason’s body, pulled off his
boxers and engulfed Mason’s stiff erection.
“Oh, Christ!” Mason said. Though he’d both
given and received a few blowjobs in his time, this, this was
something else, in a class of its own. No one had ever deep
throated him before, but it only took Parker a few bobs up and down
before the head of his cock was down Parker’s throat.
“Fuck! Oh, God, Parker, don’t stop.” Mason’s
fingers clawed at the towel under him. “This is fucking awesome.”
Mason looked down and saw Parker’s beautiful blond head bobbing on
his achingly hard tool. Their eyes met. Mason could see the