Kevin resisted the urge to look over his shoulder, but not the smile spreading across his face. He felt another hard, masculine body behind him. Strong hands slid over his ribs, stretched down over the ridges of his abs.
“What do you see?” Sam asked.
Kevin’s cock twitched up, brushing the white fingertips that reached for it.
“White on black.”
“What else?” Sam asked, nestling his cock between Kevin’s cheeks and kissing his neck and . “I see a big black cock.”
“Yes.”
“More cock than white can hide. More than white can handle.”
“You'll manage.”
