He looked at me, his mouth slightly open, panting and with a longing in his beautiful blue eyes that had me doing some panting myself.On the way, he said, “Wasn’t our date Saturday night the best date ever, Dylan? Gay porn This time I got so close to climaxing in my pants I had to stop making out and rest my face side by side with Robby’s, as we swayed together cheek to cheek, hugging and grinding our crotches together, desperately trying to catch my breath and, at the same time, allow my nuts to relax their sperm-making chores; whoa! My face felt red and hot and Robby’s looked red and hot, which made him even sexier looking then normal, sweat on his upper lip, some dripping at his temples, beading sweat on his forehead near his hairline. I smiled back at him. That’s when they have their big Fall dance and I’ll be Willie’s date. He was adamant about it back then, which is the reason I’ve been worrying so much about my straying. Okay? I’ll be driving home. Oh, hell, it’s probably mostly my fault.
