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Sonny couldn't put him on his back in the ring in ten whole minutes and Ricky was proud of that, but once they were in the locker room it was a different story. He was on his back now, bent in half with his trunks down around his knees and his knees up around his ears, with Sonny's beard scraping his thighs. His old mentor had an extravagant streak at times, and right now he'd decided to show off by taking Ricky's balls in his mouth alongside his cock, sucking on Ricky's whole package like one of his damn lollipops.