"Pick one! Your turn."
Scott opted for the ginger one, and dutifully stripped off his bottoms to lay on the bed. He apparently had a habit of going commando, not that Rayan minded. Rayan straddled Scott's legs, and tried his best to recreate what he remembered. He ran his oiled hands up Scott's back, around his shoulders, and down his arms. He had to get more massage oil twice because he underestimated how much it would take.
He really had no clue what he was doing. He was just kind of moving his hands around, taking in the feel of Scott's back muscles. Scott was at least half again as wide as he was, and seeing him like this, there was no doubt he was many times stronger. Even his arms were almost twice as thick. Mesmerized, he traced his fingers lightly along Scott's shoulder bla
