He Was Hung Like a Horse and Banged Me in the Locker Room
I could feel his foreskin pull back as it squeezed into my tightness, could feel his pulse of excitement as he eased in the rest of his length.
I clocked him looking at me from the other side of the locker room, through the sweaty bodies of the other guys, the steam, the horsing around.
As our eyes locked, he spent an abnormal amount of time drying his crotch with his towel.
When he finished and turned, I got a side profile of his huge, hard cock and realised he wasn’t dryi…
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