Once Brice knew Ray was clean, the gave the tip a kiss and let the flaccid cock fall from his mouth all shiny and clean. "Thanks," Brice said, his voice a little hoarse from deep throating the man. The teen stood up slowly, hands using Ray's thighs as leverage, his thin legs a little shaky.

"Yes, sir," Brice said, his hand finding Ray's and squeezing, gently tugging at the man's hand to get him off the sofa. Brice's cock and balls were small, but thick. His cock curved just sliver over his teen sac. "C'mon, Poppa," Brice said softly, ready to let Ray watch him walk to the bed, knowing his back had that dimples and his butt had the heft to keep Ray interested.