He sounds almost shocked at it, at the potential for his boyfriend’s body to do the unexpected, but there’s no doubting the result of that. Gay porn Hips tilted, dragging my twitching hole away from his slobbering, but I don’t have to wait long for fresh attention. There’s something about the intensity of Xander’s stare, and the way he takes control, that leaves me with no doubts whatsoever as to why my best friend fell for him. “How long since someone last used this mouth?” It’s a pointless question, really, because it’s not like I can answer. My eyes tracking from the point where he’s buried in Luka, across the ripples of his abs… Or, like that first time we met in the woods, at sandwiching some stranger between us, and then I get to watch the way his face contorts in pleasure as he unloads in an anonymous hole. Even if it’s only the two of us, though, there’s something more thrilling about having sex outside. Somehow the thought of that seemed even more illicit than having a train run on me. He teases me about that stuff, about how I should grow a pair and tell Keenan how I feel about him.
