He didn’t really want to do this, but he needed to. Torelli began talking. Gay porn That was sure. Torelli pulled back, finally letting Andy breathe. There were furious tears in his eyes as he pulled his cock free and began jerking it off in front of the sink.Andy looked at his own image in the mirror. “Now, thank me for taking my cum and spit.”Andy’s eyes grew wide. But that was the only thing happening to him and he could not think of anything else. That would make him a fag. Torelli changed his mind about putting him away or about the money.“Hey, Andy,” Mr. Torelli moved slowly and lit himself a cigar, making the smoke dance toward the ceiling. Well, he liked to think he was a man, although he had barely turned eighteen. Why the hell was he asking him those fag questions?“It doesn’t matter.”“About the job, sir –” Andy started again.“There’s something. Just waiting for you to come over here and suck my cock.”Andy swallowed the sudden lump in his throat. It was like solid steel under his fingers. “Stand up, boy,” the stranger ordered.“Want me to keep him so you can punch him, boss?” the bouncer asked.Andy dared to look up.
