I’m Dave and I’m almost 34. Gay sex I gesture for him to leave as I close the office door.I inspect his body. He’s barefoot and wearing a white hoodie with what his jogging sweatpants. Ethan has crumpled to the floor, panting as he listens to his straight roommate. Where a bush should be, isn’t. The bed would be way too small for a big dude like him.”Hey, Ethan, I know you’re gay and your employer needed someone for the job so I thought I’d give you a little treat,” he smiles. I can see drool trail down his chin as he rubs his cock through his sweatpants. It’s smooth and slick with sweat. I tell him to act like he’s at home.Ethan smiles, his composure back, and spreads his legs, tilting back with his hands behind his head again. I’m both grateful and worried at the show, I can’t get a boner yet. He places his arms on Ethan’s shoulders as Ethan instinctively slobbers over the cock in front of him, unaware of who it belongs to.His dad’s doing a great job of staying quiet; Ethan would be familiar with his moans after just hearing them now.
