What a Predicament

What a Predicament by hornbound

As you drew near to the edge of orgasm, I said that even though I was turned on by your body and your cock, I still found the idea of a boy’s sticky splooge gross, and that I knew a man ought to hold out for a woman. I told you if you came in my presence I would probably never want to see you again. You stopped immediately and looked sort of shocked, but before you could speak I asked you please not to stop stroking completely, because I really enjoyed watching it.