Chaz watched as a furry daddy-type entered the room with a little wisp following him. Hearing the marine motto he cracked a half grin. “Semper Fi.” He nodded curtly to the older guy. Chaz’s earlier trepidations vanished with the familiarity of Markus. He was used to being around marine-types and preferred their presence as a comrade – a bud.<br/><br/>“That belong to you?” Chaz motioned to the boy sitting near the pool. He licked his lips. Chaz had a brief thought of being sandwiched between the two. A nice daddy cock in his ass and shoving his own black monster into the twink.<br/><br/>Chaz was versatile, but he wasn’t easily submissive. It would take someone like this hairy daddy to handle him. The boy would give him an opportunity to push someone around himself. Definitely worth his money if it worked out.<br/>