In the dimly lit room, Camiel's hands tremble slightly as he undoes Wesley's pants, his friend's cock pulsing with desire. He takes it into his mouth, the warmth enveloping Wesley, drawing a soft sigh. Camiel's tongue dances around the sensitive head, his lips tight around the shaft, creating a perfect friction. He moves slowly, taking his time, enjoying the feel of Wesley's cock throbbing against his tongue. Wesley's hands find Camiel's hair, guiding him, his body tensing as he nears climax. Camiel's touch is gentle yet firm, pushing Wesley over the edge, his cock pulsing as he fills Camiel's mouth.