Dick already half-hard at the thought of that dark, thick body riding him again—but this time with a view. He pulled up outside a townhouse near Apalachee Parkway. “Didn’t say you did. Gay porn – Planet Fitness, Apalachee Parkway He started his morning workout just to watch. The gym was full of them—early risers, ball players, ex-juco dudes trying to stay in shape. We’ll keep that pretty lil’ ass outta trouble.” Ty was leaking. “Damn. – Chevron Station, West Tennessee Street He spotted him leaning on a trash can outside the Chevron. Young. The doors locked automatically. Ryan followed, sliding in beside him. “You nervous?” Tyreese nodded once. Harold collapsed. No words. | 2:59 p.m. When Harold got the call, he thought his boy had gotten into some dumb shit. Rico gagged, but didn’t stop. Brent was behind him, spitting between those fat cheeks. Slid the fat white tip in slow. Tariq arched—body locking up, teeth gritted. Inked stomach. Bald head, salt-and-pepper beard, heavy gold wedding band, and a walk that said retired military. Still fit for his age—barrel chest, salt-and-pepper hair combed back, full beard, blue eyes that pierced through bullshit. But what stood out most? That dick. 13 inches.
