He asked me what the hell that was. Gay porn I pressed my nose against his neck, inhaling his scent. That you feel the same way I do?” I asked.“It just means that I feel good when I’m with you. I had never heard him yell or lose his temper. The kisses fell short of what I wanted.“Hey! On the other side, my father’s voice.”Guys! That’s it.”He released my hands at the same time I sought his mouth with mine. Sweet, isn’t it?” I said, with a sad smile on my face.Pedro hugged me from behind, wrapping me in his body. Primo.” I said in a whisper.I looked back with a smile. He began to massage my cock, milking every drop of pre-cum that was emerging from the tip of my shaft, rubbing it on my glans and, thus, eliciting moans and whimpers of pleasure from me. I felt his arms wrap around me.“Fuck! His mouth sucked my cock greedily, making me moan with pleasure.“Pedro… I’m… almost there!” I managed to say, my speech interrupted by short, shallow breaths.“Don’t even think about it.
