The good kind. While he didn’t jizz again, he seemed just as enthusiastic about continuing.And by the time we were done, we were holding each other like we were supposed to fall asleep right there.We didn’t. Gay porn And again. Smooth. Teasing him. I needed him upstairs in my bed, naked and hard and inside me as soon as possible. disappointed and annoyed that life and timing have such a knack for ruining a good thing.Still, I smiled. His eyes lit up, and with the kind of unfiltered joy that should be bottled and sold to bitter gays everywhere, he grinned. That morning, his profile dick pic looked good, and his bio said, “blonde,” “toned and muscular,” and “visiting.”I was already more than interested. Teasing him. His eyes lit up, and with the kind of unfiltered joy that should be bottled and sold to bitter gays everywhere, he grinned. One more stroke and he probably would have lost it.Before that happened, his hands grabbed me and pulled me up toward him.
