'Damn, kid, don't die on me!' Benjamin thought, his mind laced with worry and fear. He flipped Tommy onto his back and tapped his cheek roughly. "Hey, kid," he called out, trying to rouse him.
Tommy, teetering on the edge of madness, struggled to open his eyes, releasing a shaky breath.
Every nerve in his body was ablaze as he met Benjamin's worried gaze, the sensation coursing through him almost too intense to bear.
When Benjamin touched his core area, his ass hole, it drove him insane as he waited for Benjamin to dip his hand inside of him.
He didn't know how to respond, so he held his breath in anticipation.
Now, looking at Benjamin's concerned eyes turn to anger, his mind was a foggy mix of pleasure and confusion. "Ben... Benjamin..."
"Man, why ain't you breathin'? Life got you that tired?" Benjamin yelled, giving the naked Tommy a long distance.
He was damn worried that the black kid was going to be a goner!
