✿ Boy-boy Scene. Skip if you're not comfortable ✿
As the final wave finally ended, Kyle sighed and mentally berated himself.
He looked down at the man that was still in between his legs, who looked like the cat that got the cream. Kyle was amazed, really. The guy not only swallowed everything, he did not have a gag reflex.
Randall looked up to see Kyle observing him and he smiled while saying, "Delicious."
Kyle couldn't help but cough a bit at that and raised an eyebrow, "Such intense skill you have there."
Randall climbed up, leaning on top of Kyle, "You are, by far, the best. From the load you just gave, it seems like you've been holding it for quite some time?"
Kyle smirked, "It's always like that. Young, virile man that I am."
Randall smiled, and he brought his head down, about to kiss Kyle when Kyle immediately put his hands over his mouth.
"What? There's no cigar smell by now," Randall protested through Kyle's fingers.
