Dirty Drag 2: The Night Drags On

in a glass of milk, or crumble them and use them to bury French toast. How are the other cookies supposed to compete with that?”
    Rick just gave him a look that clearly said ‘shut up and eat.’ Ashley wasn’t sure if he should be intimidated or impressed with Rick’s ability to communicate so easily without words.
    “I want to try it, I really can’t wait to taste this heavenly looking, um food. It just seems so divine I can’t decide where to start.” Ashley said, doing his best to make his words sound like they were sweeter than honey.
    “Start by putting it in your mouth.” Rick stated dryly. Ashley decided he needed to work on his sweet voice.
    “I’d like to put something else in my mouth,” Ashley gave Rick a sly grin, running his tongue piercing across his bottom lip. Ashley remembered the real reason he was there, and he was a little surprised the strange food almost made him forget. “I think I might be more in the mood for sausage.”
    “I thought that lame line was reserved for pizza delivery guys.” Rick said before taking a big bite of what looked like dirt piled on his fork.
    “I don’t know who delivers your pizzas, but I have yet to see a delivery guy worth using a line on. And if I did, I’d probably use ‘nice shoes, lets fuck,’ since they’re on a schedule and don’t have time for subtle flirting.”
    “I don’t think you have any idea how to be subtle.” Rick retorted with a teasing smile.
    “You’ve known me for like an hour. You lack the necessary time required to make an assumption like that.” Ashley stated factually, but unable to hide his own smile. He didn’t think Rick believed him.
    Rick simply raised his eyebrow, clearly asking ‘who’re you trying to fool?’ Ashley figured it was best to just eat and get it over with. It couldn’t taste that bad. Then, he could get Rick fully naked and have some fun, assuming he didn’t get sick from breakfast. Ashley scooped up a small bite and quickly ate it. He’d never seen pig slop before, but he imagined it was probably about the same texture as this. Nevertheless, it didn’t taste too bad, just very sweet and a bit odd. It was something he couldn’t really describe, and if asked, he would just tell people to try it themselves.
    The loud, sensual moan he released as he slowly pulled his fork from his closed lips was just for Rick. “No one makes sounds like that when they eat,” Rick said unfazed by Ashley’s attempt to sound sexually enticing.
    “It was the thought of having my mouth stuffed full of something else that had me moaning.” He winked at Rick. Then he scooped up another bite and moaned even louder as he gradually pulled the fork from between his lips. His next bite he made sure had extra syrup that he accidentally let drip on his chest, “Oopsie, it looks like I made a mess.” Ashley used his finger to scoop up some of the syrup. Making eye contact with Rick, he smoothly sucked his finger into his mouth. He knew he had Rick’s attention when he heard him groan. “You going to help me clean up or just watch me struggle to get all this syrupy goodness wiped up by myself?” Ashley asked in a low, husky voice.
    “You’re mostly just smearing it around and making it worse. I’d better help before you start getting it on the furniture.” Rick said, grabbing Ashley’s wrist so he could pull the syrup-coated fingers to his lips. Rick closed his eyes as he sucked two fingers into his mouth. Ashley let out a small whimper and quickly used his free hand to drip syrup around both of his nipples and down the center of his stomach.
    Rick released his fingers and opened his eyes. He smiled when he looked at Ashley. “Already made a bigger mess I see.” He stood up and pulled Ashley’s chair out far enough that he could kneel between Ashley’s spread legs. He leaned over and pressed his lips against Ashley’s, careful to make sure their upper bodies didn’t touch. The kiss deepened as their tongues collided, pushing against each other.
    That lasted until Rick started trailing kisses along Ashley’s jaw, down his neck, and finally reaching his chest. He started by sucking and licking on Ashley’s right nipple. Ashley was lost in the moment and wasn’t sure if he was mumbling encouragement or just moaning, but he knew he was the one making soft noises. After finishing with the right nipple, Rick moved to the left one, giving it the same tantalizing treatment. Then he slowly started