i***t

1338 Words

Levi    “Dude, are you getting out of that shower?” Johnny called from the other side of the door. I woke up early to be able to take my shower in peace. But with him, it was still impossible.     “Can you please let me be?” I shouted back.    “If you stop jacking off to Sicily, you would not be late for your mechanic training.” he said, and I looked down, realizing I had my hand on Junior. I finished my shower and wrapped a towel on my waist before I stepped out.    Johnny was standing there with his arms folded on his chest and a smirk on his face.    “What are you smirking about?” I asked, reaching for my clothes in the dresser.    “You had your hands on your joystick, didn’t you?” he asked. I took the towel off and tossed it at him, making him gag as he took it off his face.    

Free reading for new users
Scan code to download app
Facebookexpand_more
  • author-avatar
    Writer
  • chap_listContents
  • likeADD