GRANT DUCATI Chapter 4 - In and Out

I'm pleasantly surprised to see that the jockstrap I left behind worked its magic because when I return soon after, Grant has that adorable smile buried deep in my underwear. It forces my cock to throb as stiff as a baseball bat as I peel back my towel to reveal my hardened member. With very little encouragement he slides to the edge of the couch, still groping his own dick through his shorts as a look of longing comes over him, instinctively reaching out to touch my hard on. Of course, I can't stop him from wrapping his lips around my swollen mushroom head as he greets my erection with a lustful twinkle in his eyes.