You must think you hit the lottery. Gay porn I think you’re still drunk.” She flopped back down on the mattress.“I’m not drunk!” he snapped. “Everybody wants a piece.” Gage didn’t doubt that. This was like his hasty public restroom hookups times a thousand. He reached for Connor’s belt with shaking hands, unbuckling it before setting to work on his fly. Taunting him. Laughing at him the whole time.Connor pulled out of Gage abruptly and flipped him onto his back, shoving back inside. He reached for Connor’s belt with shaking hands, unbuckling it before setting to work on his fly. Gage’s cock spasmed and released a bead of precum, much to his chagrin. He resisted the urge to stroke himself, instinct telling him he was not allowed.“Not bad at following directions,” Connor mused quietly, almost to himself, as he appraised Gage. Shame flooded him and his hands clenched into fists, thighs tensing with the effort it took to resist stroking himself. It was then that he realized that Connor was not, in fact, suggesting Gage service him, but telling him to touch himself.
