“Nothing happened.”I soon got used to seeing my boyfriend totally nude on the big screen for all my mates to ogle. Gay porn Tito wanted party dip. Success agreed with him. I could afford to stay there on the salary I made but it wouldn’t pay to tell him that. Carl was a photographer of some note who had captured the zeitgeist of the new gay millennium. Tito sat next to him and Roger was on the other side. “I know, come and stay with me until you can get yourself set up in a new apartment.”I mentioned the name of the hotel I was staying at and he whistled his admiration. Nothing but a boycunt. Tito, we call the guy we gangbang at our parties the party dip.”“Why?”“Because we all dip our cock in his ass and fill him full of cream.”Tito thought about it for a moment. Carl had his laptop hooked up to the large monitor and was fiddling with one of the programs. Sanjay had his cock in my mouth for so long while Carl changed the film that he got too excited and you can see what happened.”“You use a digital camera, right Carl?” I asked.“Yep,” he replied smugly.“And what did you do with all that cum in
