What was Arie going through? Without physical signals to read, Dennick was as blind to what was happening as he’d been outside. All he had to gauge Arie’s reactions was his erection.
Then, Arie’s breathing quickened. It was a minute change, not enough to alter the rise and fall of his chest, but Dennick’s scrutiny was too intense not to notice. He straightened to get a better view, just in time to see Arie’s balls tighten, the loose skin contracting until each testicle was visible.
A moment later, Arie whimpered. Whimpered. Dennick had never heard a sound even close to that come from the younger man before. But as he was registering the shock, Arie’s c**k jerked, and come blasted onto his stomach.
Dennick had been right. He was a gusher. He shot eight times and continued to dribble unti
