SEBASTIAN
Antoine is sucking on my large cut cock, and I don't even feel or pay attention to him. I've had my mind on Jessie since, and when did Jessie Humphrey leave my brain? Since never. That handsome, dark chocolate of a man has clouded my brain since the day I read his poetry.
I haven't stopped loving him. My love for him runs so deep that I keep thinking and dreaming of him every night. For fucksakes ' sake, the reason why I agreed to have sex with Antoine was that I wanted to get over him. Now, Antoine is choking on my cock, and my mind isn't here. My brain is somewhere else.
Where is it?
It's on Jessie fucking Humphrey.
"Is that okay?" Antoine asks me, looking at me, breathing heavily.
"Yes, yes, yes. Continue." I will him to continue sucking on my cock. He does as I ask, and my brain slides back to Jezzy.
