Those dreams weren’t helped much by Jake spending a lot of his time in the evening wearing nothing but boxers. Not that it took much to exceed my five foot eleven, 175 pound frame. Gay sex Little by little I moved down his chest until I started to feel a bit of fuzz. For me it was obvious as I am into guys. I turned my head over my shoulder to look at him. Making my way to the head, I encircled it with my tongue, tasted the juice that had already started to drain from the tip. I started to get hard as any almost twenty year old guy would when touching someone he’d been lusting after for months. It felt heavy in my hand. I asked Jake about the tension and he didn’t seem to want to talk about it. Nothing about where he was from or anything like that. While his head was normal size, his shaft was a bit longer than I expected, but I never thought it would be this thick. It felt heavy in my hand. Little Jake was actually borderline Massive Jake.
