Who Needs a Dream? Who Needs Ambition?

Having decided he'd teased Lex enough for the moment, Anatoly turned his attention to the hitherto neglected parts. While it was true he'd never done this before, he liked to think of himself as a quick study. He remembered well the sort of things Lex had done to him and was going to work on the proposition that what felt good for him would also feel good for Lex.

Anatoly shifted forward, gripping Lex's hip with one hand for support. He wrapped the other lightly around the other man's cock, then bent his head to take as much of Lex in his mouth as he could.