Kellen wasn't able to take Rhys' cock deep into his mouth, but that didn't mean he didn't try. Over and over, he tried to swallow him deeper, but his throat wouldn't allow him. He kept coughing, to his annoyance, and Rhys seemed to find his enthusiasm endearing.
Even with his golden eyes and the flush on his cheeks, his eyes were warm with deep affection for Kellen. It only spurred Kellen on. He wanted to be perfect at this, it was something physical after all. He was upset about it, but since Rhys wasn't even upset, just happy that Kellen was sucking on his cock, he made do.
What he couldn't do with his throat, he made up for by making his mouth as welcoming as possible. He knew that Rhys liked the tip of his cock licked. Who didn't, honestly? So, Kellen gave the wettest, warmest attention to Rhys's cock. Saliva moved down Kellen's face, down his cheeks and chin as he licked, sucked and coughed around Rhys' cock.
