[Rye certaintly tries. Hurricane is such a sight, pleading so desperately, such a pretty, intoxicating sound, squirming and jerking desperately, tormenting his own nipple, his body so tight around his fingers, precum down his throat. Its so much and he wants to see Hurricane snap.]

[So he tries, his fingers keeping up their rough treatment of that spot and his nipple, all while keeping his cock in his throat. He doesn't pull back an inch, sucking as hard as he can, throat convulsing around his head, swallowing down pre like water and he's a man in a desert. He keeps up the attention as long as he can without getting a breath.]

[He manages a whole minute and a half before he finally has to pull back with a gasp and a cough, finally letting go of his nipple and pulling out his fingers.]

[He takes a chance to breathe as he waits for Hurricane's reaction he knows is coming, only speaking when he seems somewhat aware.]

Wasn't a dud.