“So I see you don’t sleep with any sheets or blanket Bob,” Jon stated. I couldn’t take just a handshake and pulled him close and hugged him tight. Porn sex I could see Tom had his hand on his cock, feverishly stroking it in time with Dave’s thrusts. After my experience in the washroom earlier and this comment, I was wondering, myself, about Jon and his own sexuality. “Oh, Shit!” is all I heard from Brandon as I saw him pop up out of bed. The applause got louder with acceptance of this emotion. This “Homecoming” breakfast was more for the alumni and parents than the team. That was an experience I have always treasured. It didn’t bother me, as that happened many times in the dorms. “I know that you and Brandon have your beds, but where did Tom and Dave sleep?”
“Hell, Jon, talk to Tom about that, will ya!” I said with some disgust in my voice. As I finished, I pulled up my zipper and headed for the sink to wash my hands. I also was very glad that I had double-checked if I had locked the door, because the voice that came from the other side was Jon’s.
