Sure.

“Oh, I guess... I don't think this is a very professional job interview, though,” you tease, leaning your head to the side so Trevor can better access your neck with his kisses.

His hand immediately dives down into your underwear and cups your flaccid penis. It quickly starts to harden in his warm hand. “I'm not very professional,” he says, giving you an encouraging squeeze. Trevor sits up and leans over to kiss you. It's a bit sloppy, and his tongue flicks around your mouth wildly.

As your erection grows to fill his hand, Trevor fumbles your pants open. You take the opportunity to break the kiss, and you efficiently undress yourself. Tossing the bed sheet aside, you notice Trevor has only been wearing a tshirt all night. After only a quick appraising look, he dives down and inhales your whole cock down to the root. You exhale sharply and thrust up into his hungry mouth.

Trevor makes some light moaning and slurping noises as he works, bobbing up and down on your dick like he's the one **** for a job. You're not sure what sort of dynamic this is supposed to be, but he's obviously horny and trying to get you into satisfying his need. You lay one hand on the back of his neck and firmly say, “Yeah, you suck it.” Trevor responds by increasing the strength of his sucking, and you feel the head of your cock brushing against the back of his throat. Your other hand travels down his back to caress the curve of his creamy white butt.

That gets a reaction. Trevor lift his head and your cock slips out from between his lips. “Oh, I only top during job interviews.” He wiggles his eyebrows comically, as if this is an innocent flirtation.