There's only so much a druggie can retain, and as smart as he can be and how he manages to play other people is a mystery at this point. Sometimes, even to him--with the addition of Liam his habit got worse, and he's dangerously spiraling out of control with the addition of Tim and now Billy.

God, they looked similar. That thought was yanked out of his mind as Liam strokes his hair, soft and gentle with a lull in his voice. No more need for ring gags. He was behaving. He was being good, he reminds himself, and his saliva soaks through the fabric of Liam's underwear as he sucks along the exposed parts of his dick, right through the fabric.

For a minute, he thinks he misses them, the feel of being left at Liam's mercy. If only because the end of all of the torture was always more pills and more often than not a pat on the head. He brings his hands up to the other's waist, tugging at the underwear without even thinking about it.