#covered cock
Coach faced me and asked the question again, his towel hanging lazily in front of him. “Do you like looking at me?”
I stared at my feet on concrete floor. It was the only answer he needed.
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The steam room is the ultimate game: intuition, sex, and risk. We’d been playing for awhile, but I still wasn’t sure. My gym mate seemed too manly, confident instead of affected, and his beard read as nothing but straight. He parted his legs and his towel followed suit, exposing the upper portion of his thighs. He knew the the score.
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Salim let his towel fall like the drapings of a greek statue. The best part of working out with him was that he didn’t even know how beautiful he was or the effortless way he exuded sex. It made for a constant struggle to stay focused as we did our workout and got cleaned up.
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Cameron let his towel fall, but only to reveal his thigh. His modesty was only a ruse. I knew I was going to get to see the rest once the rest of the team cleared out.
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