Tucker raised up and, kneeling, placed Keenan’s legs on his shoulders. He inserted his fingers into Keenan, gently massaging him. When Keenan nodded he was ready, Tucker pressed the head of his rigid c**k against Keenan’s hole and, uttering a deep moan, slowly entered him.
With Tucker buried deeply inside him, Keenan once more reveled in the love he felt for this man. As their bodies pressed together, Keenan hoped Tuck felt the same desire for him as he did for Tucker.
Tucker took his time, and when he finally brought the two men to their climax, Keenan was convinced Tuck must be feeling the same love for him as Keenan was feeling for Tuck. How could Tuck not be feeling it? The tender way Tucker had made love to Keenan was all the proof Keenan needed.
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Their sophomore year flowe
