Jason unzipped the front of his black jumpsuit, baring his chest, all the way down to his thick, hard cock. Colorful, bold tattoos covered him like a canvas. His ringed fingers gripped his shaft and slowly stroked it, and my eyes were mesmerized by the sight. This was the boy I used to taunt for his skinny frame and timid manners. The boy with delicate hands who’d eventually covered them in metal so he could fight.
