I slowly rubbed my thumb along his tip, as I saw him shudder. Gay sex And he was almost ready to finish.So I stopped. I looked at him, and slowly stroked, each tug taking seconds to complete. Sweaty, and tired, after the weights I moved onto the cardio section, putting on some of the gloves and going a couple of rounds on the heavy bag. Be began to arc his hips, leaning further and further down in the chair so he was almost off it. I looked at him, and slowly stroked, each tug taking seconds to complete. Be began to arc his hips, leaning further and further down in the chair so he was almost off it. This was the first time I had seen it in the light, and I couldn’t help but drink in the sight. He couldn’t take it any more, with the lightest of pulls, he shot all over himself, his load pulsing out in several spurts, each landing on his t-shirt.He was panting, catching his breath as I had his sticky load in my hand. Stir fry though, was the one thing he had actually managed to perfect.I started cutting some peppers as he roughly chopped some onions, less a slice and more a chunk.
