"Baaaaabycakes," Nathaniel sung as he found Kyle in the kitchen. "Is that a good nickname? Sounds like one. Babycakes, baaaaabycakes," he continued to sing as he draped himself over Kyle's body, laying his head on his shoulder. "Love you," he slurred.
(Kyle chuckled a little as he felt Nathaniel pressed against him) Its different to hear from you, but its cute. However you being drunk is not cute. My love you can’t be mixing alcohol with your medicine. (He turned to look at him) Are you ok?
Nathaniel licked his lips when he was called a slut, slowly dropping to his knees and leaning forward to brush his cheek against the other’s cock.
My goodness. You’re certainly the prettiest slut i’ve ever seen. (He slid his fingers through the hair that had started growing back. Giving it a light tug he spoke again) Go on. Take it and show me how much you want it in your ass.
Nathaniel moaned softly again, dragging his tongue along the other's cock, taking the head between his lips and sucking him.
