Squall's tshirt had started to soak up waterm aking it almost see-through and most uncomfortable. He squirmed a little, knowing his erection hadn't died completely. He looked around, hoping no one was watching as he pulled his tshirt off, wriggling out of his boxers.
He shot a warning glare to Seifer. "Don't laugh at me." He hissed, before stepping under the water, skin daethly pale, decorated with a few scars. His cock sitting half mast between his legs, pushing six inches when fully erect, he knew it was on the small side of average.
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Date: 2007-04-24 09:54 pm (UTC)He shot a warning glare to Seifer. "Don't laugh at me." He hissed, before stepping under the water, skin daethly pale, decorated with a few scars. His cock sitting half mast between his legs, pushing six inches when fully erect, he knew it was on the small side of average.