I sat up and raked my hand down Peyton’s chest and stomach as it undulated heavily with his breathing. It reminded me of some movie I had seen before, an older woman seducing a younger man, but the title escaped me. Gay sex I hammered his ass until the bed protested beneath us.Peyton stroked his cock as I hammered my cock into his depths. I was dressed in black jeans and a black T-shirt with the heavy sole boots I bought over the summer. I was excited and apprehensive. Peyton greeted me at the door wearing nothing but running shorts that revealed the lean body, one now so familiar to me. It was the twenty-first century and guys were open about it all the time. It was a look that was familiar; one I know I did on occasion. I licked the head. I was giving him pleasure. Why not be open about it. Once August arrived, we soon found ourselves back at college ready for our junior year.It was early in October when fall was really showing its beauty, the trees full of color, when Peyton and I were at his apartment.
