Shake layed on the bed slowly. He knew where his heart was, but he didn't know whether he wanted to go through with it. As he relaxed, Phoenix slowly unzipped his pants. Seconds went buy - it seemed like days - before his pants majestically fell to the ground, exposing Shake's long hard penis. "It won't hurt at all," assured Phoenix as his hands slowly slid up and down Shake's crotch. After years of pretending, years of living in a world not his own, Shake was finally at home. He breathed a deep sigh as Phoenix's hand strokes began to get faster, faster, faster. As Shake closed his eyes he saw a glimpse of Phoenix's tongue slowly inch to his penis. An unexpected burst of warmpth slept over Shake's body; it was as if Phoenix had swallowed his entire body, leaving his warm inside his mouth. And then, as the tide turns on a stormy afternoon, Shake finally gave way, white juice gushing from his firm cock - which seemed to deflate like an empty water balloon. He had done it. But it was not over; now it was Phoenix's turn.
