His penis easily found purchase in Matt’s ass again and he resumed thrusting. Gay porn Alan looked down, enjoying the view of his fleshtube disappearing and reappearing in and out of that magic ring. His bush was dark red like the hair on his head and stretched from hip to hip like a fluffy cloud backlit by the setting sun. (Some guys were into man smells, but Alan wasn’t one of them.) Similarly with anal, if you’re trying to fuck a guy and he’s so tight or inexperienced it’s like there’s a No Trespassing sign on his asshole, you know it will be bad. But a top can’t always get laid as easily as a bottom. In spite of his whoring around, there was something sweet and almost innocent about Matt. Matt was a slut, no two ways about it. Afterwards, Matt liked to jack himself to orgasm with Alan gently massaging his impressive testicles. He was tall, well over six feet, but had a quiet voice and demeanor. Matt slipped past him, wearing only his jeans, and had to finish dressing outside on the porch.
