I worked up the courage to ask him. Gay porn Naturally, I squirmed a bit.“Uh… I will.” I had to admit that I did like it when he called me a good boy. I opened the beer and handed it to Tom. I stopped. It was compression and tight as fuck. “What?” I asked again with a shrug while holding my hands up. “Where do you find all this prime muscle pussy?”Again, my heart fell into my stomach. “Fuck you, Watson,” he said chuckling. You’re too much of a pussy to do anything about it.”“Ok, ok,” I said quietly. I know I must have looked horrified. Fingering your muscle pussy.”“Oh, fuck, Tom.”“Whose muscle pussy is this?” he asked.I whimpered. Every guy there was attractive. Fucking scared me.“Fucking tight pants,” he muttered as he pulled as hard as he could. Fucking double-d’s.”“Yeah, he does. When I walked up, the group got quiet. For me. Fucking scared me.“Fucking tight pants,” he muttered as he pulled as hard as he could. We were both non-commissioned, but he still outranked me. I tried to push away but Tom reached down and clamped both hands down around my head in a lock.
