“Shit, you’re even handsomer and sexier than I had remembered.””You’re quite a hunk yourself, Brutus,” Caracalla responded, smiling. Gay porn When I first laid eyes on you in the arena, naked but for your wrestling thong, you looked so magnificent, your oiled muscles gleaming in the sun, that I thought you were a descendant of the gods. A luxuriant mustache framed the top and sides of his wide mouth. And the next time we couple, I want to feel you inside me.” The two muscle-men kissed lovingly.Suddenly Brutus sat up, uncoupled from Caracalla, and urgently dismounted. Meanwhile, Caracalla untied his ankles and shakily got to his feet, free at last.”Listen,” the Gaul whispered intensely. Look.”With one hand, Brutus tore off his loincloth, dropping it to the earthen floor. His flexed tongue drilled through the elastic pucker, while his lips sucked at the portal. I fooled them into believing that I loathe and despise you. Silently he placed the torch in a wall bracket, flooding the cell with a warm glow, then closed the door and bolted it.”Do you recognize me, Caracalla?” he asked seriously, looming over the prisoner.”Brutus – the Gaul who bested me in the wrestling arena!” Caracalla gasped.”That’s right.
