Harry quickly grabbed his cum-soaked boxers, covered his softening cock, and hid under the bedsheets. Indian porn sex His thoughts raced—there was he and Damien passionately kissing in potions class, both tugging at each other’s belts as they prepared—Damien sucking his cut cock, looking up at him as he filled his throat; Damien bent over a table taking Harry’s cock up his ass as he screamed moaning; ending with Harry pumping his load across his pretty face. At that moment, all he wanted to do was bend the tall teen over his lap and finger fuck him. A few weeks ago, he’d seen Damien step out of the showers naked. “It’s all right, we all have our lonely nights,” Damien laughed. He looked down in horror as he grew a boner for his best friend. It swung forward and slapped against his stomach before settling—only to throb again as it unleashed a spurt of pre-cum. “Damien?” Harry whispered. He was straight (or so he thought,) but he pondered about why couldn’t he stop thinking about Damien’s dick. Harry’s cock was beautiful—though big, reaching nine-and-three-quarter inches—and beyond thick.
