Without hesitation, Theo began to lavish Damien's penis with attention, his tongue skillfully working along all the sensitive spots he knew by heart.
"Theo, your mouth feels incredible," Damien murmured, his fingers reaching out to gently caress Theo's hair. When Theo glanced up and locking eyes with him in a way that was both affectionate and seductive, it sent a fresh wave of heat through Damien.
Encouraged by the soft praise and touch, Theo deepened his focus, his head moving back and forth, his tongue swirling expertly. The only sounds filling the bedroom were the rhythmic wet noises from Theo's mouth and the ragged breaths escaping Damien's lips.
The sensation was overwhelming, and Damien felt his release building quickly.
"Theo, thank you. I think… I'm about to come out," Damien said, trying to warn him.
But Theo didn't stop.
"Theo?" Damien tried again. "I'm going to—ah—I'm really close!"
