He grimaced as I lifted his arms to remove his leather jacket. Desi sex “I said, that’s enough!” I shouted at them both, “Why don’t you two just piss off, before one of you gets hurt!”
My heart was hammering in my chest and, quite honestly, I felt a bit sick! Why don’t you just stop asking questions and suspend your disbelief?” He blinked and leaned towards me, gently placing his hand on top of mine on the bar. I had to get some space; some perspective, if only for a minute, so I said I had to go to the men’s room. I had caught furtive glimpses of some of the other boys in the gym changing room and in the showers, most of them better developed than me, but I was painfully self-conscious and shy at that age, so these exposures of Deryk’s most private parts
