Helping Jake get ready for his shower sure was an experience for Brett. He’d seen hundreds of guys naked in the locker room, but Jake was a fully-developed man. A quick peek at what hung between his legs confirmed that. Circumcized, Jake’s thick c**k—a little darker in color than the rest of his body—hung down past a full nut sack.
Brett knew he should feel guilty he was able to perve on the studly cowboy who didn’t know he was being gorked at.
“Y’all scopin’ out my d**k?” Jake asked, taking off his right sock and dropping it to the bathroom floor to join its mate.
“Well, uh, yeah. Sorry.”
“Not fair, cain’t see yours.”
“When you get your sight back, you’ll be able to see all you want.”
Jake shook his head. “You won’t want a broke down ole cowboy checking out your junk.”
“You’re
