Matteo took off his clothes real slow, like he wanted me to see every bit of him. His shirt came off first, showing those strong shoulders and a chest that had just the right amount of hair. I watched his muscles flex as he tossed the shirt aside, landing on the chair in the corner of his bedroom. The room smelled like his cologne mixed with the faint scent of clean sheets from earlier when I changed them. Then his pants dropped, the belt buckle clinking against the hardwood floor.
He stepped out of them, kicking them away, and there he was, standing before me completely naked. God, he looked so hot, all muscled and ready from his daily workouts in the home gym downstairs. His c**k stood out long and thick, the head already shiny with a bit of pre-c*m, veins running along the shaft like t
