I wonder how he is. These desires.”“Me. Gay sex Yes. “I do not want it to get cold. He digs his nose in deeper as he searches for the last vestiges of the previous night’s amorous romp.His nose claws in deeper in Evan’s right pit before he moves to the musky swamp of the left underarm. Aloud. I did not see them in the bedroom.”“We got naked down here.” Evan says. In case I need one.” Carter says. And Evan’s gasps have gotten louder the more steel-like his cock has become. Born, bred and raised.” Carter says. I am with you. Right now.“Whoa!” Evan manages to say before he welcomes the roughness of Carter’s passionate advance onto his wet mouth. Right now.”“Here?” Evan asks.“Here. That too is dripping more than the aftereffects of his spent milky white spunk.“It is more like time for a brunch.” Evan says. The word more precisely is that he is staring at it. Or power. They walk like two lost loves now found. And walk like two found lovers.
