Roy Falls Apart Pt. 03
"Wait, who are you and what have you done with Roy?" Marcus said with a slight laugh, though I could see the same hunger in his eyes that Brad and Clint had days before. We had never been particularly close, but he had always treated me respectfully. Now he was eying me like a piece of meat. Marcus had been the one to egg me on in hooking up with Brad. He had bugged me incessantly since then for details and I had finally relented. We were sitting on the couch in his apartment talking and mindlessly watching TV. As we talked, I noticed his cock tenting his shorts and I crossed my legs to shield the visibility of my own erection. He made no attempt to shield his. I had heard rumors of his dick size. Apparently he had our mutual friend Gary in a kind of sex-crazed frenzy, keeping his ass and mouth filled multiple times a week. These stories used to annoy the old me, but now I understood Gary's position and felt a weird submissiveness to Marcus. Again, old me would have