“I know what boys like you want,” he said. “It don’t bother me. In fact, I like it when boys like you feel me.”
Just to be safe, I peeked outside of the curtain to see what Dad was doing. Shit, he was on to me! I saw him cranking the timer to give me even more time.
I went back to feeling Pekka, and this time I slid my fingers onto his crotch. The dude was rock hard! I squeezed his dick and he let out a sigh.
He mumbled something about not wanting to get his bike shorts wet. Then he deftly turned around on the massage chair to show me how big his boner was. He lifted his ass a few inches off the chair and pulled his bike shorts down.
“Is that what you were expecting, Skuter?” he asked, grabbing his engorged cock and stroking it for me.