I kissed his cheek and then his ear. Brandon was aware enough to close and lock the door as he saw what was happening. It was somewhere in-between. “No, guys,” I said. He played with it a bit and gave us a show, knowing quite well what he was doing. I know that coach would love to see you,” he said. Maybe it was true that wrestlers were more prone to being into other guys than other jocks. I continued to stroke him slowly, at first, just wanting to feel him in my hand. “I think that can be arranged, Mikey. “Thank you, Bob,” he said. We agreed to be gentlemen and to let things happen as they might progress. “Oh, and by the way, one other condition,” I continued. Fortunately, the whistle blew which indicated that all wrestling was to cease. “You couldn’t believe it Bob. I introduced Brandon to my former teammates. My heart fell as I momentarily thought it might be one of my parents. The visual stimulus that it would create could not have been any more erotic.
