I remembered how he’d been slamming his own ass and moaning my name, clearly imaging me fucking him. Thrusting in and out. Gay sex It’s Mason.”“Haha yeah, how’s it going?”“Good thanks. Mason’s hips moved along slightly, like he couldn’t take it, but I kept going after him. Was I ready for him? One of the jolts sent me over the edge and before I knew it I was cumming hard. We went back into the kitchen and sat down to keep drinking. Really? I’d never felt anything like it. I was wearing a bright red t-shirt with black shorts a cap; I thought it was casual, but now I felt like I was showing off to him. Jax. I strolled over and picked it up seeing Mason was calling me.I answered. Jax. But as I looked at him, his smile faded, and his expression was puzzled. Maybe I could try…Suddenly I heard my phone ringing in the other room.
