Circumcised, angry scarlet head, curved defiantly to the left, neatly clippered bush and tight balls. Then I said to Patrick: “I’m sorry about almost knocking the plate over. I noticed several long thick powdery lines still on it, as Dead Eyes nodded first at me and then at the plate. His mouth lulled open. This fucking golden god of a bro was specifically into guys like…me? With a sign, he reached past me and buzzed the button. He would lick or suck in a particular way, and then measure how and to what extent I reacted. I loved making his pink-purple dickhead wink in and out of his generous, juicy hood. “Jesus fucking Christ, Patrick.”
I wanted to say more. Several times I could feel his muscles rebelling against my repeated intrusions. I positioned Andy on my bed, naked, legs spread so fucking wide. And slowly our flirtation resumed. Above me, I could hear Andy gasping and groaning. All I could do was watch him, and let him know via sound and movement how good it felt. When he finally pulled off his shorts and his giant meaty uncut penis draped out and over his nuts, and the hooded head rested on my bed comforter, I swallowed hard and felt my breathing get louder.
