章節 359: Nothing Like Demyan

Ethan 

He tasted nothing like Demyan. His lip balm was too sweet. Grape flavoured I think but with a hint of sparkling wine too. His lips were so thin that it felt like I had to fight them to kiss him. His small hands that explored my bare chest made me wish they were bigger and much softer. I did not think he moisturised much. 

His small body felt different in my hands, too tiny and slender for me to enjoy. His skinny leg rose up to wrap around my waist and our crotches touched. He let out a whine and moan as his hand moved down to hold the length of me whilst he, well, I feared he was too small for me to feel anything. 

I felt bile rise up my throat when I realised this was not Demyan. Even though when you squinted just right and dressed him the same you could hope but he was nothing like him. 

Not by a long shot.