Diante' was startled holding his cock in his hands, over an issue of Playboy that Jared had in his stash. There was nothing he could do but move back and proceed to clean himself up. "Hey, I said I was comin'!" He frowned at Vince.
"Dude! Jared was jokin', and I walk in here to see it was true. What the hell man!"
Diante' threw the magazine in a nearby wastebasket. He got up, tugging his pants and underwear up to his waist. "Hey look, it's been awhile, okay? I don't
Once nightfall came, Vince and Diante' lay in bed, side by side still passed out, Jared at the foot. The two of them had enjoyed talking among other things while revealing truths about each other's orientation.
Vince woke up first, needing to go to the bathroom. He slid of the bed, stumbling towards the door before relieving himself of the excess liquor. While there, he thought about the night that had transpired between him and Diante'. How would all of this work? Would they hav
"Diante, Vamanos..." Diante Morillo heard his mom's call from down the hall.
"Okay..." he answered, pulling his black locks into a ponytail. He tried to keep it neat since both his folks threatened they would drag him to a barber.
When he finished, he brushed off his black slacks. Diante loved to dress well even going to Juarez. He felt his outfits were essential to his image. "There we go..." Diante uttered, bending down wiping the dust of his patented leather sho
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