The couch creaked just a bit as Charles moved lower on Edwin's body, reminding him that they have a body and a weight. He almost coughed when he had to swallow all that saliva from his mouth. But he knew better than to say something about eating Edwin this time. Instead, he stroked him a few more times, just watching, feeling his hands hot and sure around the boy's cock. A sound resembling half-sob, half-choke left him as he realized he was going to take Edwin in his mouth and taste him.

But right, no time...

So Charles licked his lips and leaned in, taking the tip of Edwin's cock in his mouth. He took a hard, deliberate lick at hit his slit, before sucking. Then, with a moan, he took him deeper, tasting, experimenting. It's hotter than he expected. Bigger, too. But maybe it was just the excitement. Either way, Charles moaned when the taste finally registered, sending a thrill down his spine.