“Guess I have to make that message clear.” “What—” I’m cut off when Whaley moves behind me, snaking his hand down my front and holding my now hard cock in his hand. He backs himself up against the wall, and I feel on display to anyone who might turn around and watch us. We've already attracted a few curious eyes, but I would let Whaley stuff me in front of all of them with zero shame. “Whaley…” “Fuck. Love and hate how people look at you,”
