"Do it. I want those wicked lips wrapped around my throbbing cock. Make me come into that delightfully hot mouth of yours. I'm leaking right now. Spotting my jeans for you, Jack."

Guess what? Balthazar wasn't wearing any underwear. Perhaps it was a premonition that formed in his mind prior to attending the carnival. Maybe he knew he'd get up to erotic situations with his lover this night. The angel gasped when he felt that hand pressing against his throbbing taught flesh. There was a slight damp spot on his jeans where the slit of his cock had been leaking pre-cum due to his high state of arousal.

"Fuck--I'm so hard for you right now. I can feel it throbbing for you, darling."