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Mark buried his rugged face in the hairy warmth of Grant’s lower belly. Grant’s cock throbbed as it stood out from his groin, hard, ready, its tip touching the bottom of Mark’s chin. Mark could smell the distinctly masculine odor of his co-worker’s horse-sized fuck tool. He breathed the aroma in deeply, moaning with satisfaction.
“Go on, buddy,” Grant urged softly, his voice tremulous with passion. “I’m giving my prick to you. I’m letting you have my cock. It’s yours. Do whatever you want with my cock. Make love to it, man. I’m dying to feel your hot mouth on it!”
Mark slid his wet tongue out of his mouth and began to lick Grant’s stomach muscles, feeling the hard ridges beneath the tanned flesh. Plunging his tongue into the little depression of Grant’s navel, Mark had to press his face harder against the other young man’s belly to keep from being shoved away as Grant gasped and jumped in surprise.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.