When Jared rose to his feet, he went to the nightstand drawer and pulled a condom and lube from inside. I rolled over onto my stomach and waited. I turned my head to watch him put on the condom before he climbed into bed with me.
“You’ve got such a nice ass for a white boy,” he said, feeling each cheek of my ass before applying a generous heap of lube between them.
I wished I could say the same for him. Jared’s ass was as flat as a pancake. Fortunately, he was blessed in other places.
“I’m surprised you don’t think my ass is too fat,” I told him.
“I never called you fat, Jason,” he said.
“No, you just said I’d gained weight.” I sighed and rolled onto my back. “I guess there’s a subtle difference.”
He frowned. “Are you tryingto make me lose my erection?”
“No. I’m sorry.”