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“Talk about a huge fucking load.” The boy smiled, triumph written all over his face. He reached for a small hand towel, discreetly tucked under a pillow, then began wiping his face. “Hope you all enjoyed that one.”

Hopping off the bed, Cameron made his way around the room, turning off every camera that was still recording.

Once he returned to the bed, Basher pumped his eyebrows. “Now it’s my turn to service you.”

Flopping on the bed, Cameron quickly yanked off his underwear and tossed them across the room.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to have your lips wrapped around my dick.”

Basher smirked.

“I don’t suck dick very often, so count yourself among the blessed few,” Basher said as he settled between Cameron’s spread thighs.

Sucking dick was not one of Basher’s favorite things to do when in bed with a partner. Perhaps it was psychological, but he always thought of dick-sucking as an inferior role.

He liked being dominant and in control—hence, he preferred to get his dick sucked and pound ass whenever he could.

Hell, he’d never even bottomed before in his life. Guys always went on about how good it felt and how amazing it was to have your prostate played with, but none of that ever excited him.

No. For him, being the dominant one in bed was what really got his dick hard. Most gays seemed more than happy to drop to their knees for him or lie back and spread their legs.

Finding a “total top” was like finding a unicorn out in the wild.

But with Cameron, he actually wanted to know what he tasted like.

Spreading his thighs apart, Basher began by licking his balls, being sure to give each testicle the attention it deserved.

A sinful moan escaped Cameron’s glistening lips.

The boy smelled like vanilla and jasmine, such a deliciously sweet combination.

“Your tongue feels amazing,” Cameron whispered, running his fingers along Basher’s buzzed head.

The boy began to giggle.

“What?” Basher asked, suddenly concerned he might be doing something wrong.

“Nothing. Your beard is just tickling my thighs.”

Smirking, he grabbed the base of Cameron’s cock and began licking it from root to tip.

While sucking dick wasn’t his favorite thing to do to a guy, he did love the way he was able to make Cameron moan and twitch with pleasure.

Finally, once Basher figured he had tortured Cameron enough, he dove down on his dick, taking it all the way to the back of his throat.

Cameron gasped, grabbing the back of Basher’s head and driving his hips upward with such force that Basher almost gagged.

Grabbing a handful of ass cheek, Basher continued to suck while jerking Cameron’s dick with his other hand.

The boy’s breathing was getting erratic and heavy. Glancing up, Basher couldn’t believe how gorgeous he looked, all blissed out and ready to explode.

“Oh fuck. Like that. Oh shit. I’m coming!” Cameron gasped, arching his hips and suddenly shooting his load down Basher’s throat.

Basher didn’t move his mouth. Instead, he chose to swallow every last drop. It was Cam, the sweet, cheery bartender who made homemade porn. None of his cum was to be wasted.

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