Walker's Pov
Sawyer's room was dead quiet. As quick as lightening, he dropped to his knees, hands shaking as he scrambled to get the anal toys back in the box.
His face was so red I was scared it's gonna pop open. But even with his frantics, all my brain could formulate was how his ass jiggled softly inside his shorts.
All day my c**k was half hard, but now it was a full on raging hardon.
Looking down, the front of my sweats were tented obscenely, my fat c**k head pressed roughly against the fabric.
Which was so weird, because I have never gotten hard over a guy before.
Yet, here I was, still rooted to the spot staring as Sawyer's fat ass bounce while he cracked around on all fours.
I and Ford's eyes met. His jaw ticked and he got on his knees to help Sawyer pick up the still
