So, if I had to give him a grade, I’d give A- on the body, C+ on his face, definitely A+ on his friendliness, and a solid B on personality. “Fuck, bro. Gay sex “How many rubbers do we have?”“I bought twelve,” he replied.“That’s six each. His laptop was open to a loop of photos running with IrfanView. I fought the urge to jack off; I needed to finish my problems first.I also wondered why Bruce would leave that running on his machine. Bruce made a screeching noise. I wasn’t drawn to men’s asses, but I found Bruce’s to be an A+.Almost finished with the last problem, and Bruce came in. I rubbed lube over my hole.“Oh, fuck,” I said. Each time I looked into his eyes, Bruce begged me to keep fucking him.The tightness of his cherry ass kept begging me to come. Between kisses, we locked eyes. It was a nice size, not too big, but certainly not too small.
