Gay Taking Hard 【EASY — MANUAL】

Leo looked at the blood soaking into the rag, then at the half-furnished room. For the first time, he realized that "taking it hard" didn't mean he was failing; it meant he was feeling. He had been so afraid of being vulnerable that he’d turned his life into a fortress. "I don't know how to stop," Leo admitted.

"Start with the dresser," Marcus grinned, gripping the handle. "I’ve got the heavy end. You just guide it in." gay taking hard

His friend Marcus was helping him move. Marcus was the kind of guy who didn't say much but noticed everything. As they struggled to pivot a solid oak dresser through a narrow doorway, Leo’s grip slipped. The wood barked against his knuckles, drawing blood. Leo looked at the blood soaking into the