Sabednego, eyes locked on Veneco's abs, drops to his knees, eager to unveil the jock's hidden treasure. Veneco's cock, already hard, springs out, a towering monument of flesh. Sabednego's tongue traces the veins, teasing the head before swallowing it whole. Veneco's grip tightens on Sabednego's head, fucking his mouth slowly, his texts forgotten. Sabednego, loving the control, takes it, gagging slightly, drool dripping down his chin. Veneco's body tenses, ready to explode, but Sabednego pulls back, leaving Veneco panting and wanting more.