M-60149 Blow by Blow

Excerpt

Using the beer as an excuse, I went back down the hall to the bathroom. The door was ajar and the water had stopped running. “Tony? I thought you might want—”

The rest of the words stuck in my throat. He was out of the tub, standing fully naked in the middle of the bathroom, rubbing the towel over his back. His cock hung long and low between powerful legs, resting on a pouch of balls the size of large oranges.

He saw right where I was staring and leered at me. “Want what?”

I held out the beer can, my hand visibly trembling.

“Ain’t there something else you’re hoping I’ll want?”

I felt the corners of my mouth starting to twitch nervously.

“Come on, you cocksucker!” he laughed roughly. “You don’t think you’re kidding me, do you? I knew what you wanted as soon as you come up to me on the street!”

“And…?” I waited tensely, my eyes unable to keep from his crotch.

“And? I come up here with you, didn’t I? Huh, cocksucker?”

I winced at the sound of the word.

“What’s a matter? You don’t like to be called that?” he grinned.

“No, I don’t like it at all.”

“It’s what you do, ain’t it? Suck cocks?”