The taste of ash and pre-cum mingles on his tongue as he takes the man's cock deep into his throat, the harsh drags of smoke punctuating his hungry slurps. His hands, stained with nicotine, grip the shaft tightly, the cigarette held loosely between two fingers. He marks the man's flesh with the glowing tip, leaving trails of reddened skin, each one a testament to his fervent worship. The man's moans, low and gravelly, only serve to drive him on, his mouth and hands working in tandem, a symphony of pleasure and pain.