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My eyes almost bug out of my head at his question.

Why not?

He knows why not.

“You’re my client, I‘m the one who’s supposed to be servicing you. Please don’t do this.”

He shakes his head at me.

“Iwant to, sweetness. Besides, this is part of you servicing me. Look at how hard my cock has grown already. Look at how wet my tip is with my cum. So what if I’m the one with his mouth on you? I’m still receiving pleasure fromthis, sweetness.”

I swallow thickly as I look down at my client.

Sure, he’s hard, but he’s also got his mouth on my dick.

I suppose if he’s getting something out of this, then this will be okay.

Since I don’t make any sound of complaint, Callum smirks before he puts his mouth back on me.

And fuck me, when he does…

I groan into the room as Callum takes my entire length into his mouth. My tip hits the back of his throat, and as he swallows me further, that small space tightens.

My fingers dig into the sheets as I throw my head backwards.

Callum finally moves away from keeping me trapped in his throat but his head continues bobbing up and down my length. He flattens his tongue under my dick as he flicks it against my tip. Humming, he begins torturing me all over again by taking me deep into his throat.

My eyes squeeze shut as I breathe out through my mouth. I’m completely breathless, and I feel like the air isn’t reaching my lungs. This is all so sudden, and all too much.

Finally, Callum pulls away and gives me a chance to breathe.

“Will you come again, Benjamin? Would you like to?”

He asks me with an amused expression on his face.

I shake my head furiously.

“N-No. Please, I want to come later with you, Callum. Don’t make me come just yet.”

With a small chuckle, Callum moves away from me as he sits up and moves closer. I remain in my position as I stare up at him, my heart pounding in my chest and my dick leaking pre-cum, wondering what I could have possibly done to have landed myself a client like him.

Like me, Callum seems to be lost in his own thoughts.

Together, we lay in the bed side-by-side, not speaking as we simplylookat each other.

“Will you go on a date with me?”

He asks me suddenly.

My eyes widen and my heart seems to skip a beat.

Yes.

Yes, I’ll go on a date with this extremely beautiful man.

Yes, I’ll go on a date with this man who makes me feelthisway about him.

Yes, I’ll go on a date with this man who’s been equally giving as he is selfish with our orgasms.

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