I straightened up and, struggling out of my shorts, let him pull on my skin for a while, enjoying the firm grip of his hand as he moved the hood back and forth, bringing me way too close to lift off. He stopped, knowing my rhythm even after all this time, not quite done with our intimate reunion. He’s a couple of years older than me, and whilst neither of us would qualify as oil paintings, we have enough solid hairy charm to enjoy more than enough attention from our respective sexual partners.Malcolm had been in and out of various relationships with women over the years, while my own relationships with a variety of men mirrored that pattern, in its own distinctly gay way. Gay porn His cock twitched, as if responding to a dream, and I pondered the erotic scenario playing itself out in his sleep-soaked mind.I lay back and took hold of my own cock, casually sliding my slippery foreskin back and forth, enjoying the moment of private intimacy and hoping the gentle movement of my arm would not disturb my brother’s happy slumber. It did.“Don’t forget me” he drawled sleepily, grabbing his cock and lazily waving it about as if to attract my attention.
