I pretended shock and embarassment.“Oh, shit, Mr. With the door closed the shed got very hot. Gay porn I’m sorry. Benson.”The house was really beautiful, a classic three-story brick with a slate roof and a large veranda and patio in the rear, all shaded by big trees. Benson called out,“Are you finished, Andy?”“Um, yeah, almost…”“Are you OK?”“Uh, yeah. B had come in pre-lubed for sex! I didn’t want to hurt him, so I went in inch by inch until he had my whole shaft. B. B? It was easy then to press the head of my cock past his sphincter and push in. So hot… He took it like he took my cock, as if he was starving, breathing heavily through his nose, and whimpering in a low tone. The shed was lit then only by a small window. Mr. Mr. Benson called out,“Are you finished, Andy?”“Um, yeah, almost…”“Are you OK?”“Uh, yeah. Mr. I’m OK.”Finally, I heard his footsteps coming closer. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”He stood up then and closed the door to the shed, kicked off his sandals, pulled off his shirt, and dropped his shorts to show his own cock standing out fully erect.
