If he did he wouldn’t be looking for me. It took a while but I finally got Raj’s cell number. Gay porn I’m still afraid he’ll just show up at our front door someday. . …or night. His hand was warm, his grip soft but firm. “Ice cream?” Raj asked as that shop came into view. I didn’t hear ‘ice cream’, I heard ‘wanna fuck’. So I did. I knew this because I was a frequent visitor to their steam shower. Probably the reason I’d been the object of their “affection” lately. “Never make fun of our houseboy!! The sphincter snap always hurt like shit but I was pretty sure this was going to be a mellower beginning. I was wrong on that count. The dildo was shoved into my rectum without much regard for the consequences. But damned if Raj didn’t text back. The slap on my cheeks told me to raise my butt and push back. The slap on my cheeks told me to raise my butt and push back. I wondered how it felt to give a blow job with such an enhancement. Raj tasted salty, our tongues relaxed and the kiss ended.
