It started out casually. I think. It seemed that way for a while, at least; just something we did for fun, something that didn’t mean anything, a goof, a lark. A secret for sure but that was nothing different for us, we’d always been close, always told each other things we wouldn’t tell anybody else.rimming, straight(ish) guys
We did another round of shots. Lee asked me, “Have you ever slept with guys as hot as us?”
“You mean not including Joe?” I said.
“Joe’s not as hot as us,” Mike said, lifting up his shirt to expose his cut abs.
“Fuck, I don’t know. I guess not.”
“That’s what we thought,” Lee said. “So…you want to?”alcohol, big butts, big dicks, muscle, rimming, straight(ish) guys
The problem with Dad is that he’s so good at hiding it. When Mom’s around, Dad never gives his son a nod or a wink or any indication of anything. Even when his boy prances around in his little blue shorts, Dad never lets on that he’s got a boner growing inside his pants.big dicks, hairy, incest, intergenerational, spanking, underwear
“If we could do it with each other, that’d be so fucking perfect.”
“Huh?” I said. The comment took me completely off guard. “Make out with each other?”
“Yeah,” Mark said. “Like if one of us was a girl. We could have sex, like, whenever we wanted.”rimming, romantic, straight(ish) guys