The tension in his face was palpable, his brows furrowed, his mouth set in a tight line.”Hey, Mike,” I said, taking a seat beside him. I had to see where this led.I sat silently near Mike for half an hour, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest, my eyes drinking in every detail of his body, from the smooth expanse of his chest to the hard line of his abs to the bulge in his boxers. Gay sex This was it—the power at work. I’ve never had that problem before.”I felt a pang of guilt at the mention of last night. The air in the room felt charged, the atmosphere shifting subtly, like an electric current buzzing beneath our conversation.”Alright, alright,” I said, setting the joint down on the coffee table and leaning back against the couch. “I don’t know, Gio.It’s just… The room was filled with the sounds of our pleasure—the wet slurping of my mouth on Mike’s cock, the slick sound of Gio’s hand moving up and down, the ragged breaths and moans of both men.
