Blue balls are a thing. Just ask mine. Not that I’m upset with or blaming Oliver. After Nash played so rough with him, he needed his rest. An afternoon in bed just talking about nothing and watching movies while Nash and I tended to his every want or need, and a night of uninterrupted sleep should cure most of his aches and pains. But waking with Oliver’s back pressed against my chest, my arm tossed over his midsection, one of our hands tangled together, and his bubble butt cradling my hard cock makes it hard to remember all the reasons…
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