Matt seemed anxious.
“Sonny you fucking cunt! I haven’t seen you in for ever!” Matt yelled at his former band mate.
“I’ve missed you too bitch.”
Matt felt his pants growing tighter.
Matt leaned in closer to Sonny. He pressed his lips against Sonny and backed him into the closed front door. Sonny didn’t bother resisting Matt. He slid his hands down to Matt’s hips. He felt his belt. Matt’s tongue stopped moving inside Sonny’s mouth. He bit Sonny’s lip.
Sonny grunted a bit. He fidgeted with Matt’s belt buckle.
Matt’s pants were so fucking tight. Sonny carefully removed them and felt his knees dropping to the floor. He pulled Matt’s boxers off and put his cock into his mouth.
It was cold and hard.
“Sonny, do it.”
Sonny hated being everyone’s bitch. He had to suck everyone off and never had the favor returned.
Sonny’s face moved like a bobble head in slow motion. He grabbed a hold of Matt’s hip bones and pressed him against the wall. He picked up the pace. Matt tried to keep quiet, but he couldn’t. He moaned.
“Fuckkk!” Matt yelled.
Sonny tried to keep from gagging. He choked right as Matt came. Perfect timing.
“You fucking choked? You whore!” Matt was pleased and furious at the same time.
For one thing, that could have been the best head Matt had ever gotten, but that little bitch choked.
“Fuck me then!” Sonny yelled.
“You really want me to fuck you? I’ll make you scream louder than Dahlia!”
