Mehdi and Arman

Hello, good friends, this is a gay story, so if anyone does not like it, my name is Arman. He was Mehdi. I have liked him since I became friends with him. Mehdi was two years older than me. He was very handsome and had a good physique. I already understood that it seems to me that before that I was only in a relationship with my son and I always had a passive role and I really liked Mehdi, so I was waiting for an opportunity to understand that I am ready to be his passive but Mehdi was short that day in the pool. He was watching and looking at me. It passed and the pool was over and we came on the way back. Arman told me how white your skin is. I give you a massage, I accepted We said goodbye to each other and parted. Two hours later, I was lying down when our blood rang and he said that he was alone and that his mother and father were going to his uncle's house. I started arguing and said, "Where did you learn to massage?" Mehdi said that he did not enter much, but he knew something. Rome started massaging me from my clothes. After a while, he said, "Put your clothes in better." I said, "OK," and took off my shirt. I hit him that way to continue, little by little, the method increased and he clasped more and more, and he kissed me and put his hand in my pants. I also said ok, as long as he stays between us until this b I told him that he did not understand anymore and he started to take off my pants and shirt. He saw me and kissed me. I ate the brush, rubbed it with my tongue under it, and sucked on its tip. Now it's okay, it started to settle down little by little, and my pain was over. If you like, let me tell you about the sex I had with her