After his solo shoot, Paul had to think long and hard about getting a handjob. Like most of the straight guys, he wasn't too sure he'd be able to get off. Not that he couldn't get hard; Paul's dick pops to attention in the slightest breeze.
It took a few months, but eventually I got the call. You know the saying, "Money talks and bullshit walks?" Well, let's just say that apparently the money suddenly spoke to Paul.
He takes the edge off the new experience of a guy grabbing his dick by making some jokes at first. But once things got down to business, Paul's eyes start looking less and less at the DVD playing in the background; more and more down to his uncut cock getting stroked.
He must have under-estimated how us guys know how to get things done. Paul's eyes roll back into his head as he shoots a gigantic load all over his chest and stomach that leaves him gasping and out of breath, covered in a pool of his own cum.
