Charlie laughs into David's skin and swirls his tongue around David's chest--hot mouth and cold ice cream and warm, moist skin . . . mmm.

He adds more, smiling as David gasps: ice cream to his throat and his nipples and his navel, a sticky melting path that Charlie follows with his tongue and ends up at his mouth.

And when that long kiss is through he grins wickedly again, takes another dollop of ice cream in his mouth and eases David's cock carefully into his throat.