“No, I washed it last week, remember?” Phil wondered why Bobby’s smile was so…mischievous. “You brought it round to my place and—” “Uh, yeah, I remember now,” Phil interrupted, feeling his cheeks heat. Bobby had asked Phil to wear his rugby kit while Bobby shagged him. It had formed part of a story Bobby had told which involved a rugby player being punished by his coach in the changing room. Bobby had played the coach, and, naturally, Phil had been the naughty rugby player. Bobby’s bathroom had stood in as the changing room. Phil had never known Bobby to be as dominant or as masterful. There’d been denigrating comments and slaps to Phil’s upturned arse. Phil had loved it so much, he’d had a hands free orgasm, coming all over his jersey. They were so going to revisit that scenario again
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