I gave him a smile. He let go of me as I lay on the floor, face first so as not to expose what he had done to me. We went through the drills that Coach Klako was putting the team through prior to working on individual moves. “I love you Bob,” is all he said and we fell to the bed in each other’s arms. “Sure, why not, Mikey?”
He motioned me toward the dining room and I followed. I found my hand moving faster and faster on my own cock. As he began to breathe shallower, I started pumping his cock even quicker. I could tell that he was doing the same with Mikey, as I saw my brother squirming and trying to pull his dick out of Brandon’s mouth. We went through the drills that Coach Klako was putting the team through prior to working on individual moves. It was like old times, Terry and me, working together on the mats.
