So go slow.” He reached over for some lube. I felt like a total stud, but maybe that was the 20-year old inexperience speaking.We cuddled and talked. Gay sex From the neighborhood, though I think the “quarterback comes out” news made me famous around town. My dick was rock hard as it bumped against his thick hard on.”Wanna fuck me, big guy?” he grinned. “Me too,” he said, surprising me. I loved the contrast between it and his overall hairiness.”Fuck!” I growled, reaching down to cup my dick. Why Kincaid was coming into the deli so often, in off-hours no less, and chatting me up. So I did. There was no afterglow chat, no goodbye kiss at the door, no flirty banter.But the man strutted into the deli the next night when I was working, a knowing grin on his face.”Hey Coach,” I greeted.”Hiya Alex,” he said. The fact he was giving up his hole thrilled me.I fingered him and we made out some more. It didn’t seem to phase the man though. “I’m on PREP,” I hissed as I looked down on the hunky man, his hairy body below me, his legs pulled back in a position of pure masculine vulnerability.He knew what I was after.
