I guided him towards the couch, helping him lower himself onto the cushions. Mike was sitting there in nothing but his white boxers, his legs spread wide, and his cock prominent and undeniable.”Woah, Mike, what the—?” I stammered, my eyes wide with surprise. Gay porn Something was off, and I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.From the kitchen, I heard Mike’s voice, muffled but clearly irritated. “I’m not gay, Gio,” he said quickly, his voice low. Over me,” he slurred, his voice thick with emotion.”Shit, man. I knew the power was working, but I had to keep up appearances. The park was quiet this time of day, the usual noon crowd replaced by a handful of dog walkers and elderly couples strolling hand in hand. “You know what you need? Over me,” he slurred, his voice thick with emotion.”Shit, man. Too fucking hot for clothes,” he slurred, his words running together. The power was working, Mike was feeling it, and I was caught in the middle. You can tell me. I think something’s wrong,” he finally said, his voice shaking with uncertainty.
