Proko wanted to get closer but his fucking jeans were keeping him from moving to much. He stopped talking, voice edging every breath in moans and whimpers. It didn't take him long. He had to find out where Jiang learned to suck cock, how long he'd been doing it. He wanted to know fucking everything.

He curled forward, grabbed Jiang wherever he could as he came. He pushed as deep as he could, as deep as Jiang let him, before he dropped back, trying to catch his breath.