We were a machine. Now, who the fuck is Steve?”He laughed a little. Gay sex He coughed again.I moved over to him and crouched down. Fuck, man.”I grabbed his shoulder with one hand and plunged my dick the rest of the way inside. We were a machine. He coughed again.I moved over to him and crouched down. I hurried back down and made sure to walk in front of him. My thick, slightly over seven-inch dick had swollen as I thought about showing off for him. He coughed and choked. He took a deep breath and then went at it again. He must have used some scented body wash to clean because I noted the aroma of a mild cologne. His warm tight throat brought me close; I didn’t want to stop, and I didn’t. I shot a full load down his throat, and as I pulled back, I came again. My name’s Roger. His eyes bulged. His hand gripped my stiff shaft; the head of my cock brushed against his nose.
