[Fogado's so, so proud of him, and while he doesn't have a medal, he can give him something better. He smiles and, without another word, leans forwards to press his lips to the base of his cock, moving up the shaft with gentle kisses until he reaches the head -- partly to tease just a little more, partly to get him used to the new sensations. Then he opens his mouth, slowly taking Alcryst's head inside, eyes pointed up for his reaction as he swirls his tongue.]
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