Color My World [2/?]

..., his head snapping backwards at an astonishing rate, his toes curling into his feet, and his free hand fisting the sheet that’s quickly coming off of the bed at the corners. He actually pauses in his voyeurish act to think how he’ll need to fix those sheets later before he’s snapped back into reality by his brother’s whorish moan. And Mikey’s right there on the edge, so close he can almost taste...