Sleep doesn’t come for Jonah, though. Sandy has other things on his mind…sexual things. As soon as Jonah slips into the bed beside him, Sandy tugs Jonah’s boxer-briefs off and away from his fiancé’s body. Jonah feels Sandy’s palm and fingers wrap around the limp joint between his legs, making it hard. Jonah whispers, “What are you doing?”
“Giving you an erection. Some queer guys do this to other queer guys.”
“Then what are you going to do once it’s hard?”
“I haven’t decided yet. Maybe I’ll blow you. Or maybe I’ll ride your dick.” Sandy pushes the sheets off their bodies and crawls between Jonah’s legs.
Jonah feels his lover’s extended tongue at his center: first against his navel, next against the area above his d**k, along his hard shaft, and finally at the tip of his c**k. Jonah spre
