“I love you, too, babe,” he says, smiling that handsome smile. Big cock “Just stay…” I whisper under my breath. “Ben,” I exhale a little too loudly, a little too sexually, “I want you so bad right now, but, if we don’t stop, my Dad will find us. She’s always been very supportive of him and his lifestyle. I snap out of it, and look at him. My thirst for Ben is currently outweighing the fear of my Dad walking upstairs and finding us like this. A slur of cuss words and, for some reason, homophobic comments poured from his mouth. “I think my dad’s home,” I say, tossing him his discarded clothes. This could be my life from here on out and I would be happy. Drowning his sorrows into the large bottle that’s in the cabinet above the refrigerator. So, please…” He grabs my hard dick through my boxerbriefs and squeezes it.
