Xiang Yu had never done this before, but he was determined to pleasure Han Xin. He relaxed his throat, taking the thick cock deeper, his eyes watering from the effort. He gagged slightly, but the sound only spurred him on, wanting to hear his man lose his mind over him. Overtaken by pleasure, Han Xin's hips moved in rhythm with Xiang Yu's mouth, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Fuck... just like that. Mm Yu Yu, just like that," Han Xin groaned, his hands now gently guiding Xiang Yu's head, encouraging him to take more. Xiang Yu's fingers curled around the base of Han Xin's cock, his thumb rubbing the sensitive underside as he sucked and bobbed his head. Han Xin's body trembled, his thighs tensing as he fought the impending release.
