Ansel came for the second time that day, and as the professor released his seed into Lucio's eagerly awaiting mouth he had the feeling that it wasn't going to be the last. The two men were too sexually charged when they were around one another; each moment was just excruciating, a test to see how long the two could go without putting their hands and lips on one another. It was a test they always failed but never regretted, as each failure brought about the most sensual, erotic experiences Ansel had ever had. Although Ansel wasn't ecstatic about how Lucio had gotten his skills, he was grateful for them, as Lucio knew just what to do to bring Ansel over the edge and take his orgasm without hesitation. Ansel managed to keep himself from making the low, carnal growl that usually slipped out of his lips whenever he came, which was probably a good thing as one of Lucio's brothers called for Lucio once the last drop of Ansel's semen had been swallowed.<br/><br/>When Lucio accidentally smacked his head, Ansel's eyes got wide as he helped Lucio return to his chair. He tried to stifle a laugh as he didn't like seeing his sweetheart get hurt, but smacking one's head against some furniture after sucking dick was just too hilarious for him to ignore. "Sorry," he breathed, holding a hand up to his lips to muffle his chuckles as the other readjusted himself in his joggers. Cassio appeared on the threshold between the dining room and kitchen, staring at the two curiously. Lucio was such a professional that he replied to his brother without hesitation, without offering any evidence that the two of them had been up to any naughty activities. Ansel once again found himself impressed by Lucio's composure; it was such an attractive trait that few of his students had.<br/><br/>Once Cassio had vacated the dining room, Ansel looked at his lover with a grin on his face. "Before you say anything, I have a few ideas about how we should proceed," Ansel began, taking his Lucio's hands into his and pressing quick, brief kisses to his fingers. "First, we need to take care of that beautiful erection of yours. I know you're still sensitive, but I'd like to figure out a way to make you come again. You did such an amazing job for me. Secondly, if we're going to go out on the beach and get wasted while surrounded by a bunch of kids, I don't think it would be in our best interests to keep things light."<br/><br/>Ansel tipped his head toward the kitchen to see if the teenagers had already made their way out. When he had confirmed that the front door had closed, the professor bit his lip and looked into Lucio's magnetic eyes. "You already know I have a fondness for alcohol, when the time is appropriate, of course, so perhaps what I'm about to say isn't going to surprise you. Your dear boyfriend was a bit of a partier back when I didn't have gray in my beard, and I still indulge myself from time to time. If you're interested, I may have something stashed away in my bag upstairs that we could do, to make things a little more exciting."<br/><br/>"Something" was perhaps a little more than had Ansel let on. When the professor was in high school and his first few years of college, he had enjoyed every drug he could get his hands on. Marijuana, cocaine, ecstasy, LSD, shrooms, Vicodin, Oxy, whatever he could get swallow or smoke, Ansel was all for it. He stayed away from drugs such as heroin and meth, mostly because he had seen what drugs of those calibers could do to a pretty face, but everything else was fair game. Once he began his master's program, Ansel had settled significantly, choosing to chase his career instead of a high, but the itch to transcend his own consciousness never truly went away.<br/><br/>"If you're not into any drugs, I completely understand, and I promise I won't bring it up again," Ansel added, not wanting to ruin his time with his sweetheart if Lucio didn't enjoy anything more than a few glasses of champagne. "I will say, though, if you haven't had sex while high, I sincerely recommend it."