Good thinking, Pete! One time without enough lube was more than enough. Even if Vegas knew they were prepared, he'd still be on his knees with his face buried between Pete's ass cheeks, just like he was now.

He lashed his tongue against Pete's hole then pressed even closer to mouth around it. He alternated between lapping at the opening and prodding at it with the tip of his tongue, working to loosen it enough to wiggle inside.