It had become our routine.
My frat Brother would return home from practice, strip down and then take a shower.
While He took His shower, I would come into His room to clean up and collect His football kit so I could launder it (of course, as the house faggot, I spent a few minutes pressing His stinky socks and jockstrap to my nose and inhaling His pungent, masculine scent.
When He finished showering, towel wrapped around His waist, He would sit down on the corner of His bed, throw open His towel, and scroll through His socials while I dropped to my knees and serviced His cock to completion.
He always shot massive loads and said getting blown after practice helped Him to clear His head and relax. I loved that I could serve Him with such regularity and always enjoyed doing my part in His daily routine (not to mention the privilege of guzzling His sweet and musky cum on the daily)!
