what the. Gay sex … “What is it Ryan,” I asked – “Oh, right, um, have you guys seen Sergio?”“We saw him before we . … really”? Roger was the opposite, sometimes I think he embellished his hook-up stories to make himself sound even more slutty, which trust me, he didn’t need to do. Roger was up to his antics when I noticed him grabbing Sergio’s huge biceps. Sergio was eating it up and soon I saw Roger look around, no doubt making sure Ryan was busy, before grabbing Sergio’s hand and leading him upstairs. He smiled at me as he guided his wet, thick cock deep into my throat.It wasn’t lost on me that when Sergio’s cock hit the back of my throat Roger let out an audible gasp- for a slut like Roger to be shocked I was doing something, it had to be a big deal. I knew I would wind up tasting him when I started walking up the stairs. My best friend’s boyfriend. My best friend who was probably looking around for his boyfriend, and his best friend- would the thought even cross his mind that we could be somewhere, in his very house, having sex behind his back? A flood of precum oozed out of Sergio’s thick, hard cock and
