For Gray, looking clumsy almost never happened. Except at this moment. He tried to pull off his
belt and shove down his jeans so fast, he forgot to take off his $400 leather sneakers, resulting
in a bumbling pretzel crashing onto the bed, bound up in denim ankle cuffs.
Ru laughed and got a frown from Gray. “Don’t just stand there. Take off the damned shoes.” He
Ru removed the beautiful shoes, tossed them aside, then grabbed Gray’s jeans and yanked them
off, leaving him in only a pair of baby-blue bikini briefs. Ru chortled. “Oh yeah, you’re gay.”
“I wore them just for you.” Gray bobbed his butt and had them off so fast Ru barely got to
admire them. Then he pulled his long-sleeved T-shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor.
Oh man, what a body. Lean and ripped, even more beautiful than the movies revealed. To say
nothing of that mind-bending cock.
“Lie on your back.” Admiring the impressive length and breadth of Gray’s full upright position,
Ru sauntered to the nightstand and carefully removed the foil and the cage from the
champagne bottle, then popped the cork. Gray’s dick bobbed in time. Ru poured some
champagne into one of the glasses and sat next to Gray, who appeared to be bouncing in place
in anticipation. With a twirl of one finger, he swirled the champagne, then slid the wet digit
across Gray’s beautiful lips.
An anxious tongue emerged and licked the liquid. “Ummm. I could really get into champagne if
you deliver it that way.”
“Ah, I’ve barely begun to display my champagne-delivery skills.” He wet his finger again and
made a circle around Gray’s hard-as-a-diamond nipple, then laved it with his tongue before
sucking the champagne-flavored nub into his mouth.
Gray gasped, and his hips rose from the bed.
Ru pulled back and chuckled. “Don’t get too excited yet. We have far to go.” He poured a splash
of liquid into the center of Gray’s breastbone and watched it dribble down and collect in his
innie. Oh yes, what a way to consume alcohol. He followed the lines of bubbly from the swell of
Gray’s pecs down to his navel. That put his lips dangerously close to the prime target area, and
Gray knew it. His cockhead stretched up beyond his belly button but curved slightly to the right,
giving Ru just enough space to nuzzle in and gather the liquid on his tongue.
Gray twisted so his dick slapped against Ru’s cheek.
Ru chuckled. “A little impatient, are we?”
“Come on what, darling?”
“Suck it, please. Please.”
“Oh, you ask so sweetly. How can I resist?” He shifted an inch and stuck out his tongue until it
gathered precum dripping from Gray’s penis, then licked some more champagne from his belly.
“More? Hmmm.” He poured a stream of champagne right on Gray’s cock, which got a giggle and
hip bounce from the cock owner. “Goin’ down.”