“I’m not just a faggot, sir,” Robbie said with a horny smirk. “I’m a slut.”
“That’s right, you faggot slut. You’ll make good use of my meat.” The man was clearly enjoying this way too much, especially for not even knowing we were actually adults. That said a lot about him, but I didn’t dare to question anything. I wanted to enjoy him just as much as Robbie did. Maybe I was sick, too.
Robbie ran his tongue down the shaft until he reached the man’s hairy balls. He swirled around his tongue and gently sucked each of them with so much skill. He never failed to amaze me with how experienced he suddenly seemed. He’d been different whenever he’d sucked me and seemed more like a pro with the man. Unless he preferred older men?
Still, I wasn’t just hard, but I leaked more precum that wet the fro
