jockstrapsmen: I finished my shower, toweled off and walked back into my hotel room. I wasn’t
jockstrapsmen: I finished my shower, toweled off and walked back into my hotel room. I wasn’t expecting to find Connor waiting. He was laying on my bed wearing only a jock and his Patagonia hat, ass raised. His beefy butt was perfect in that jock, and spread just enough. The light caught his muscled back. Immediately hard, I wanted to bury my face in that ass. He shifted slightly, turned his head but still didn’t look at me. “I need it, coach,” he said. His voice was small, quiet. He was nervous. He was horny. Fuck. I’d be doing a lot more than just rimming him. We both needed it. -- source link