His features are sharp and the skin on his upper body is covered with ink,trailing tattoos all over him. His jet-black hair covered a part of ice-cold-face ar he made his way into the bathroom where he lowered his boxers. He took his royal majesty in his palm and began stroking it,trying to m+stu+b+te while staring at himself in the mirror_his royal majesty is the name he gave to his c+ck. Normally there should be a b*tch kneeling in front of him and giving his royal majesty a bj right now,but there are times when killian feels like handling it himself. Days like today. He finished up after about ten minutes,releasing massively while groaning hard. C+m was still dropping out of him when hardin came in suddenly. learn to f+cking knock,punk. Killian breathed,and hardin grinned rolling a gum in his tongue. yo man! My c+ck ir the champion in here! You're not even close! He replied. your c+ck fantasy got worsekillian breathed in his bass voice before covering up. Hardin was about to talk back when the...