Get It Up
Screwing in moderation
“Aw, shit. I can’t get it up.”
Die raised an eyebrow questioningly, taking in the other man’s flushed cheeks, noting his embarrassed little laugh. Kaoru couldn’t look him in the eye, not now, especially since the other man had apparently no problem down below, judging by the erection rubbing against his thigh. Maybe he could put it down to stress, blame it on the fact he’d been trapped in a tour bus for a whole month, the fact his fellow band members could walk in on them at any second.
But Die had already started laughing and he knew he’d never live it down.
“You’re just getting old, Kao,” The other man chuckled, his eyes glinting wickedly. “You’re just getting old.”
Die raised an eyebrow questioningly, taking in the other man’s flushed cheeks, noting his embarrassed little laugh. Kaoru couldn’t look him in the eye, not now, especially since the other man had apparently no problem down below, judging by the erection rubbing against his thigh. Maybe he could put it down to stress, blame it on the fact he’d been trapped in a tour bus for a whole month, the fact his fellow band members could walk in on them at any second.
But Die had already started laughing and he knew he’d never live it down.
“You’re just getting old, Kao,” The other man chuckled, his eyes glinting wickedly. “You’re just getting old.”