Chapter 69 Midnight Strokes

Midnight Strokes So, I've always had a crush on my cousin's best friend called Carlo. Carlo was a Hispanic, hot shot that was just too good looking for his own good. I've met Carlo only six times and we've barely had a conversation. He was a quiet, polite guy who barely talked to people. He was nice, his smile was just beautiful, you would want to kiss him every chance you get. But the one thing I didn't know about Carlo was that I had no idea if he was the kind of guy who would know how to fuck or if he was the kind of guy who liked to fool around.