Enjoy!God, there seems to be no end to such a Friday afternoon. Gay sex I wonder how many boy buttocks have already been allowed to experience Timo’s stern hand.”You horny little slut! Van Rijn” my voice sounds resigned.Timo just looks at me smiling broadly, mocking me with that hot dominant face of his.The afternoon doesn’t seem to pass, but when I finally get to the bike rack to grab my bike, Timo steps up to me and says, “Sunday afternoon you come to my house, we can talk through the project,” his tone is one as if commanding is the most natural thing in the world. His eyes are compelling. The green-blue eyes look at me sternly. Tears well up in my eyes. The crotch of the tight pants unabashedly shows a hefty bulge.At least half a minute must have passed, and there is still a silence between us. You’re on time. “Yes Timo, I deserve that.”Timo taps his lap invitingly.
