Drew twitched and cursed.“Seriously,” he went on, hands braced on his knees. But present.I sped up, twisting my hand at the base, sloppier now, letting my spit run freely down his shaft. Gay sex But not louder than the sound of Drew’s heartbeat or the fact that his cock was still in my hand, rock hard, leaking, practically begging for attention.“Bro,” I said, still crouched in front of him, staring at his flushed dick. I just wanna hear you say it.”He stared at me. “So come on. “Fuck you.”“You’re trying to,” I said, already walking toward the locker room showers. Recap: Last thing I remember, I was on my knees at the gym, Drew’s cock in my mouth, spit running down my chin, when the door swung open and Julian, the receptionist walked in. I just wanna hear you say it.”He stared at me. Feel free to check it out. You wanna finish this properly or what?”He stood, adjusted his hard cock back into his leggings, even though it was still bulging obscenely, and followed me without a word.DanXWrites: Thank you for taking the time to read my stories.
