He wasn’t wrong, exactly. There were times in Eliot’s life where he’d been both self destructive and not particularly discerning. And now… we’ll there weren’t many people and not much to do.

This was just what he needed though, and he hadn’t even realized it. “Oh yeah,” he groaned. “I needed to be filled up so bad. Your cock feels so good… are you going to let me come? I need it…” He wondered if John wanted him to call him daddy; but if a risk though. Some guys were sensitive about their age.