Arlen grew even harder and thicker in his hand, the crown looking flushed, reddened and so damn delicious. Ravi could feel his throat growing dry.
He ran his thumb along the underside of his length and looked up to make sure he was okay.
Arlen nodded. Ravi maintained eye contact as he brushed his tongue in a teasing lick across the tip of Arlen's cock, drawing in the salty taste of his precum.
It was his first time tasting him like this and he saw Arlen's throat move up and down before he reached to grab the bedsheet even more.
Ravi grinned and paused to put Arlen's left hand on his hair, telling him with his eyes that he could grab as tightly as he wanted.
He trailed his tongue in a stripe along the length of Arlen's cock. A low moan spurred him and he grinned. He closed his lips around the round head and painted it with his tongue, he could feel Arlen's body relax even more and Ravi moved down, sliding his tongue along his shaft, sucking him into him.
