He let out a shaky breath before diving back in, his tongue now tracing the outline of each toe through the sock, his lips brushing against the fabric in soft, reverent kisses.Professor Carter’s breathing grew heavier, his chest rising and falling rapidly as Eric’s ministrations pushed him closer to the edge. He turned to Eric, his voice low and smooth, like velvet. Gay sex The friction of their socks rubbing against each other added another layer of sensation, driving them both closer to the edge.“James,” Eric gasped, his nails digging into the sheets. Eric hesitated for only a moment, his mind racing even as his body seemed to respond instinctively. Say, around eight?”The invitation hung in the air, heavy with implication. Carter’s pants followed, pooling at his feet, but his socks remained, the fabric clinging to his strong calves.Eric’s eyes widened as he took in the sight, his own arousal reaching a fever pitch. His hands slid up to Eric’s calves, gripping them firmly as he pressed his face more insistently against Eric’s foot. “Perfect,” he whispered, his voice dripping with need.Eric’s breath hitched as Carter began to explore his feet, his tongue tracing the arch through the fabric of his socks.
