Hank stays for a while

Hank's eyes lingered on Gary's dangling cock and buttocks as his son turned round and left the sauna. He turned off the heater and waited, closing his eyes, as the little wooden room went from baking down to just hot. As he imagined Gary having sex with Peter Walker, with his mop-headed hippie dumpling chick Bernie, and, well, what he'd been doing with his mom, Hank's cock twitched and filled. Boy'd been busy. And that was aside from Gary giving up his ass for Dr. Josh Rubin's first guy fuck, then today fucking the doctor and his wife Sonia up the ass while Bernie watched. Gary was clearly into buttholes. Literally, too. Hank grinned.

"Getting a good start, Gary," he murmured. "Don't mess it up." Veevee had said that Bernie was keeping him on a tight leash. So much the better.

Hank shifted the towel he was sitting on so there was a long loose tail for when he needed it.

Then Hank started stroking his cock.