‘I won’t be able to suck you off properly; not unless you’re starkers.’
The men lurking in the undergrowth took more photographs of Jerome’s new sex pet, who clearly didn’t know the difference between the chirp of a cricket and the click of a camera. Up close, the cock smelt real sweet: Jerome had obviously spiced up his pubic hair, which was neatly trimmed, with some sort of exotic hair oil. ‘I want to see you naked, boy,’ he said. I gagged and choked, and was forced to swallow the man’s seed. I sat on the toilet and helped the man’s cock grow fully erect again. Okay?’
‘Yes, if you want,’ I agreed, with a nonchalant shrug. I was in a panic, but for some reason, I didn’t want the face-fucking to stop. I just couldn’t take my eyes off the man’s uncut length, which was ultra-long and thick, and criss-crossed with lots of swollen veins. ‘No one is going to see us fooling around in the wood.’
A few seconds later my shorts and Y-fronts were down, around my
