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Click here"OK," Ace announced. "They're still coming. We're playing. They're gonna leave early, they should be here by around 2 o'clock tomorrow."
Pete was gonna make his debut for Boipussy.
He was gonna spend an hour playing drums while watching his boyfriend's ass dance across the stage, with a fat buttplug wedged deep inside.
"We'd better get some sleep," declared Pete.
Ace pouted in disappointment, but sometimes, music comes first.
They showered separately. They dried off and crawled into bed.
Ace couldn't keep his hands off his sexy boyfriend. He began groping Pete's ass. Pete slapped him away. "If you want me to play drums tomorrow night, I need a good night's sleep," he said.
Ace was torn. He wanted Pete to feel prepared for tomorrow, but he couldn't deny how horny he felt. He threw the comforter off, spat into his palm and jerked himself off. His load was weak. It felt good, but his balls needed time to replenish.
Pete was already snoring.
- COMMENTS
Exluke111 months agoIt’s really heart wrenching to hear about Carlos being with Ace the night his real lover died. It made me stop and need to take a deep breath. This is setting up nicely but I’m sure you’ve got some more trouble and drama awaiting these guys.
