His lips closed in around the rainbow-flavored brimstone like a starving, parched gay man seeking for solace in the sweet savor of a darkened lover’s embrace. The flicker of strobe lights, the raw and sensual scent of bar soap filled his nostrils, and Easton’s Big Gulp became the symbol of his utter liberation.
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Their eyes met, sparks flew, and their tongues entwined like ancient lovers in mid-dance. Neither had ever felt anything like it before, but Ian knew what he wanted: to let himself be filled up with Antonio’s doses of sheer pleasure. He leaned back, and Antonio followed him with eager anticipation of what came next; the big gulp. Ian’s cum was his recompense.