Martin entered the bedroom, equally naked, and immediately saw that Steve was waiting for him, obediently arranged in white, soft sheets. The bruises, placed under careful medical care, were almost gone, they were just a slight discoloration on his skin. If Martin hadn't known Steve had been badly beaten, he would never have guessed.
Only the white patch on the left side of Steve's abdomen disturbed the wonderful harmony of this beautiful body. But it wasn't the one that caught Martin's eye anyway.
There was something between Paxton's legs that had more attraction than a magnet. Something that summoned stronger than the call of blood.
It was huge, proudly erected, although he had not yet stood to attention, Steve's gorgeous penis. To be fully ready, he lacked a few energetic - or sensual - caresses.
Martin swallowed, enchanted by the sight. He was already naked, but he felt a flush of heat.
