"If you want me to," Brice said, inching up onto the bed until he knew he was away from Ry's cock. The hollowness inside him was a real thing, and Brice didn't like it. Turning around, he still clenched his asshole shut, sliding down to the floor on his rear. Grabbing the sheet from the bed, Brice made quick work of cleaning off Ray's dick before he took the man's semi-hardness all the way into his throat.

Green eyes turned up to the man's face, fingers playing with the wrinkled skin on Ray's sac. Brice sucked him deep, wincing as the man's cock flared again, filling his throat.