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He pops off my dick and whispers, “Pull my hair if you want”

“What do you want?” I laugh, and it turns into a groan as his hand tugs on my balls

“I like it,” he breathes, and then he takes ive in and grip his hair “Mills…”

He goes harder, faster, with his cheeks sucked in and his tongue curling and his lips rubbing up and down ue thuht under ue wraps around my dick

As his fingers work ue’s tip in that little slit where precuue laps aroundain, and it’s all over

I co It’s uncontrollable I don’t think I’ve ever blown so hard I’ripshand goes to his throat, and I can feel him inhale between ss I try to pull out, make it easy on him, but he sucks me deeper

Pretty soon, he’s gotwith bliss as I run my hands down Miller’s shirt-clad shoulders I shift s with my knee, and I find his cock hard as all hell

I run h his hair “Somebody wants it”

“Need it,” he rasps “But youconcerned, even as they’re glazed and sagging shut

“Shut the fuck up, Millsy”

I laugh and pull off my shirt, ball it up and hand it to hiood boy”

I’a ood I want to help hiood, too

I feel ain as he pulls his cock out, works his briefs and his shorts down to his quads Goddae

“You’re hung like a horse, Josh Miller” I get onmy boxers and my shorts back up over my boner

“Don’t do that,” he says

“It got its turn” I ss—such thickin the sun…and when I trace a finger up beside his heavy ball sac, Miller fucking shudders, and he asp sound

Nearly her as his balls draw up before my damn eyes