I loved his legs. I wondered if he wanted to join in, or if he wanted Sasha to himself. Gay sex I thought about the Italian stud that watched it all happen. You’re gorgeous, kid.” I said. I couldn’t help but jerk off yet again imagining this, and at this point, I was shooting water. He was wearing a t-shirt that seemed a bit small, so the end of his happy trail was sticking out above his jean shorts which were also tight. I loved his legs. This kid really has something on me.That afternoon I was on the couch reading in a white t-shirt and some boxers. You could see every muscle contract when he walked. I’m basically an old man y’know, hahaha.” I joked.“No chance. Besides, I didn’t expect you to take care of me either…” I said, referring to the blowjob he gave me not even an hour ago.He was having a sip of his coffee when I said that and blew a bunch of air out of his nose from surprise. He walked past us towards the showers, looking directly at Sasha with a slight smirk on his face. I imagined Sasha looking up at the stud, his eyes watering, whimpering as he was face fucked like a whore.
