Chapter 11: Meeting Tomás
Elliot felt awkward and thirsty as he saw the man in front of him stood up. Shirtless and only wears a boxer. The protruding abs and the glistening sweat of Tomás’s body made Elliot stared hard at it. Tomás then did on purpose, faking a scratch on his abs as he clutched his d**k. He moaned. “Ohhhhhhh,”
“Close the door, Elliot,” his baritone voice made Elliot quiver quickly. He closed. “Lock it. Double lock it,” he added, and so, the obedient internee did what he said. “Good job!” Tomás praised Elliot. He stood up and headed closer to Elliot’s spot.
Elliot didn’t seem to move as his body froze. “S-Sir?” calling him unsure as Tomás pulled down his boxer. His d**k bounces like a spring as it was hard as a rock and as straight as a pole.
The tip of his c**k s
