I don’t see the faggot. “One of you, say something,” I humor, “now!”I hear the door click open, then shut. “You should be more careful about who you let into your private spaces.” Said a voice in a whisper, too low to know if it was male of female.” “What?” I reacted, “who said that?”The voice came again. He pops his ass up and buries his face in the pillow. A bottle of lube hits the bed and the power cuts out. Gay porn Rumor has it that it’s the kind of place where beer and bad decisions are equal in number.Right up my alley.Not because I require the skank atmosphere to score my wood some slots to dunk in, but… it doesn’t hurt. Afterall, I am the guy who owns any room without ever having to say a single word. I could smell her perfume. She stumbled a little, but I didn’t slow down. Smooth and hungry. “Where do you want me?” He said, and offered up his hands. “Bed.” I replied. He crawls onto the bed, obviously remembering my orders from earlier. Cool. I stepped forward, locking my eyes with his. I burn hot. She reached up and cupped my fat nut sack with her soft hands.I went wild. I said, “Open your fucking mouth, whore,” then fed her every inch
