He could get drunk on the knowledge that Xingchen wanted this as much as he did. He pulled away from him long enough to reach his phone, trying to get a somewhat all right angle and setting it to record, because he needed this. Then he stopped thinking very much at all, while he palmed himself and got between Xingchen's legs, while he took the man's hardening cock into his mouth.
He loved it, the feeling of him getting harder and harder, the direct feedback. He wanted to taste him, so he did not let up. Even if he had to suck him dry, he wanted it all.
It definitely worked. He was so overwhelmed by the touch, he practically screamed behind the gag and bucked away at the start. Even so, those steady hands and the inviting mouth, it melted his resolve and as overstimulated as he was, he still wanted it. He was crying and arching his back, covered in sweat and burning all over his inside. The room was getting fuzzy and he yelped behind the gag.
The last orgasm was enough. He came but little came out as he felt black spots cover his eyesight. The drugs were starting to pull him under.
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He loved it, the feeling of him getting harder and harder, the direct feedback. He wanted to taste him, so he did not let up. Even if he had to suck him dry, he wanted it all.
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The last orgasm was enough. He came but little came out as he felt black spots cover his eyesight. The drugs were starting to pull him under.