Chapter 25. All on Alcohol

Men will be men.

Even if the opposite was a man or a woman.

Gerroto breathes ruggedly upon having given access to his manhood to Charlie. The younger one was way experienced to give a head to a nice sized man. 

"Ugh, fuck. You taste so good, Ger." The young man moans. Gerroto bites down on his lip, his hand going to hold his head to push him to take more of him. Charlie's teary eyes meet his, yet he was unfazed because he likes the feeling.

"Good boy, Charlie." Charlie's heart blossoms at the compliment. He strives hard to get more of his breathy compliments. Even if his small throat couldn't take the huge size of the man anymore, Charlie keeps going.

"Good boy, good... that's good..." he keeps moaning. The gluck-gluck sound was slow paced but effective all the more.

Charlie's little head bobs while sucking profusely, Gerroto felt as if Charlie was sucking his soul out from his dick.

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