[He doesn't trust the sea not to carry these into someone else's horny hands. He's flipping through them with a few groans, one or two made by being jostled in how he's laying by the car should it go over a bump or two. But the rest of his attention is on flicking through the photos, caught at various intervals of them going at it. A lot of Tate from behind, perched and sinking into Derek's lap and Derek shredding his shirt.
To be honest, some of these make Tate feel aroused again - seeing what it looks like to have a cock up his ass? It's embarrassing, wholly, and yet his cock is twitching in his pants like it wants a little more. You can't, in the angle of this shot, really tell it's Tate aside from the messy blond hair. He'd probably jerk off to this if it wasn't him. Might... jerk off to it, even though it is him.
He keeps flipping through photos but decides it's time to be honest:]
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[He doesn't trust the sea not to carry these into someone else's horny hands. He's flipping through them with a few groans, one or two made by being jostled in how he's laying by the car should it go over a bump or two. But the rest of his attention is on flicking through the photos, caught at various intervals of them going at it. A lot of Tate from behind, perched and sinking into Derek's lap and Derek shredding his shirt.
To be honest, some of these make Tate feel aroused again - seeing what it looks like to have a cock up his ass? It's embarrassing, wholly, and yet his cock is twitching in his pants like it wants a little more. You can't, in the angle of this shot, really tell it's Tate aside from the messy blond hair. He'd probably jerk off to this if it wasn't him. Might... jerk off to it, even though it is him.
He keeps flipping through photos but decides it's time to be honest:]
Did you see the screen on the booth? The outside.