more and more difficult it becomes for Tanner, not to stare on Dave´s crotch that develops more and more obvious to a clear and huge tent. Tanner starts to sweat and opens some buttons on his shirt with one hand. his fingers feel some fine fuzz poking out. fuzz? he never had chesthair. he would have loved it, but never had. the thought arouses him. he watches his other hand and sees some hair growing on it. he? whats happening to him.
he has to press the clipboard even harder against his own crotch and feels that he is already leaking precum. he feels his chest itch and that inviting huge cock in front of him drives him mad. he can even smell David´s cock, his precum and old cum. pure lust and the urge to release overwhelms him. with a rough dark voice, that surprises himself and a naughty smile, he did know yet, he scratches his chin. it feels unshaved and unusual rough. but it feels good. manly. he smiles. he feels so aroused and horny. and so virile. he feels his balls churn in cum and feels that David would soon burst too. kneading his own huge tent, he............