Tales Of A Gay Man (Final)
I said, sheepishly.
We got to the lockers, and the big guy wasted no time in getting naked. His farmer's tan was in full force, and his arms looked even bigger. Sitting on the bench, his gut hung a little over his crotch, but his cock was pink and girthy. He looked like he was probably a grower, but he was soft now.
I was just getting my tank off when he said, "Anthony."
"Hm?" I questioned, instinctively, before I realized that we hadn't shared our names yet. "Oh, right, I'm Gabe." I said, stripping down and grabbing my towel.
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