It becomes routine—after practice, Sean heads over to Cordero’s for a little fun. If the roommate is out, as he usually is, they have the whole place to themselves. Why limit their lust to a cramped stall in the bathroom? The couch in the living room is much more comfortable, as Sean discovers when Cordero’s insistent kisses press him back to the overstuffed cushions. The ottoman between the sofas is the perfect height to kneel against while Cordero f***s him from behind. And once they even do it on the kitchen table, Sean sitting on the edge while Cordero holds his knees apart to thrust into him. That time sticks in Sean’s mind as particularly raunchy—they used margarine for lube, and now Sean can’t butter toast in the cafeteria without getting a hard-on.
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