Brock groaned through the bandanna.Calvin’s phony western talk was silly,but it had become part of their sex play,and Brock wouldn’t have it any other way.
When Calvin withdrew his fingers,Brock shuffled down to the foot of the bed,rolled onto his back and raised his legs.Always when they made love Calvin wanted it face-to-face.It was a good thing Brock’s spine was so flexible.
“Comfortable?”Calvin asked after putting a couple of pillows under the small of Brock’s back.
Brock nodded.That was another aspect of their lovemaking.Calvin was always concerned for Brock’s wellbeing.
With the gag being in Brock’s mouth Calvin was forced to kiss his cheek,and Brock discovered he couldn’t kiss Calvin at all.
As Calvin rolled on the condom and applied more lube,he said,“Maybe next time we could get some ropes and I could tie you down.Like that,would ya,cowboy?”
Brock moaned.His dick twitched and oozed out a pearl of pre-seminal fluid.