Like… a gift for you, bro.”“Ah buddy,” he said, leaning up to kiss me, deep and passionate, his tongue thick with his spit as he fed it to me lustily.“Do I get to open my present early?” he grinned, giving my glutes an extra-meaningful squeeze.“Just because you’ve been a good boy,” I grinned back.“Not entirely, you know,” he smirked.“That makes it even better,” I said, leaning in to feed him my tongue this time.The only thing that felt better than Miller’s big, uncut cock was his tongue, slowly lapping up my cleft through his underwear, tasting his sweat and manscent embedded in the fabric, making him growl hungrily and probe even deeper, pressing against my tight hole through the material, making us both moan with lust. I’d been working out extra-hard in advance of him coming home, and I knew he’d loved how tight and firm and smooth I was before he deployed last time, but I could see from his eyes and the way he subtly licked his lower lip that he was very into the way I’d grown and hardened up since then. Gay sex Then his handsome, sweaty face dipped in low, and I moaned again as he ran his fat tongue all over the tingling, softening length of my
