Uhhh!” Trucker grunts, he whips his hair from his face with a slight of head.His strong hands are on either side of Mack, as his hairy sweaty chest is pressed hard against Mack’s sweat-soaked back, flesh-against-flesh, melding the two, into one, as his fleshy rod makes another, well-drilled, disappearance into Mack’s bend-over ass.“Deeper! They know they can arrange this. Gay sex The cross-town rivals would be shamed if they knew what the players were packin’ on our team in their gear when they met us out on the battle on the football field.”All four of the naked men laugh. Mack is just shy of being forty, himself. His hand goes up the Trucker’s face, he snakes it along the man’s rigid square-jawed rough exterior, feeling the age and the maturity of a real man, who breathes so close to him.Trucker’s right-hand rakes across Sanchez’s face, following a similar path that Sanchez did on his.
