Elegant Angel – Jesse Pony – Vip Squirt.
Until his hands went lower. Never mind that I was built more like a stick figure than a Spartan. Txxx I didn’t dare to turn around and look, and my erection problem had not gotten better. It’s all leverage.”
“Right… I turned red as my cock spurted squirt after squirt onto the tiled wall in front of me, and his thumb repeatedly pressed inside my body, gently getting slower as my pulses faded. My face went hot. I was trapped in the prison of having an unwanted erection at the worst time. “Just relax, freshie,” he murmured, his voice low and steady. I wanted to hate it, to push him away, but instead, I leaned into it, giving myself over to the pleasure he was apparently so adept at giving. No such luck. On the contrary, I was pretty sure I would be leaking pre-cum at any moment. While his body partially hid the unfolding scene from the other guys, he played with my ass on repeat, murmuring encouraging words while I leaned back into it, unable to deny that I was loving the moment. I was trying to keep cool, but inside, I was short-circuiting. When he was done soaping up, and I was still trying to act like my body hadn’t just betrayed every assumption I had about myself, we rinsed off side by side.
