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These briefs are my favorite, because they have that comfy ball sac thing that feels like fucking heaven, but I guess I never noticed that it makes me look thicker. Bigger.

I slide my tongue over my lips, channeling my best Mateo Starr impression.

Stoic, serious. Sexy.

I cant my neck a little bit as I lean back, sliding my hand over my pronounced, sheathed cock.

My cock twitches from the touch alone, and I have to bite my lip.

I think about Kevin’s words, his instructions.

I grab my cock, opening my mouth just the slightest.

“Is that sexy?” I ask myself, but the mirror image of me doesn’t respond. My cock jumps from my rough touch, and I slide my briefs off, taking a step back to really look at myself in the mirror.

I swallow at the sight of my erect cock, bouncing freely.

My dark hair is mussed from a night out on the town, my eyes glassy and dark.

I stand straighter as I stroke my cock, watching the way my hand glides over my shaft.

And I wonder if anyone will ever see me like this.

Naked with my cock in my hands.

My mind wanders to Saint & Sinner, to the pretty boy angel and his smooth, oiled skin. His smirk.

Telling me my songs were on hisfuck meplaylist.

I mean, who has a fuck me playlist?

People who fuck, Geo. That’s who.

My own lyrics fill my brain as I let my mind wander, as I watch myself.

It’s not like I’m at risk of anyone finding me or anything.

I’m a sinner, baby, and you’ve got me hellbent

I love the way you touch me, love the way you tease

Baby, you must be Heaven Sent

My mind is hazy as I let myself think of Rex and his warm, oiled skin, wondering what it would feel like against my own.

I bite my lip, picking up the pace. Bracing one hand against the countertop, I shift my weight, thrusting my hips.

My cock glides through my fist easily, my fingers spreading my precum over my tight cockhead.

“Oh, fuck,” I curse, closing my eyes as I still.

I know this isn’t what Ishouldbe thinking about.

Not like I jack off a lot, but when I do, I don’t really think.

It’s more about clearing my mind and just taking care of business.

But this... this feels different. This feels good.