Smoking Buddies
I got home late, I'm doing another short term contract. Ben came over. He bought pot. We smoked it.
We next to each other on the couch. The TV was on mute. Our heads were spinning.
There was floppy-haired Ben sitting next to me, with his floppy blond hair. His smile. His handsome face. I built the open fire up to full bore, I stacked it with wood, its intent working a charm, with Ben taking his jacket off.
He sat there with his hands behind his back, with his sexy chest, tight waist, the bulge in his jeans and the bulge in both his thighs.
I couldn't help myself, taking the situation in hand. Feeling bold from the THC spinning in my head. I slid my hand down his stomach and under the waist band of his jeans.
I love it when my fingers reach the elastic of his undies and then his pubes, without him ever flinching, I've taught him well. He knows it feels good. I know it feels good. He knows that I know that he think it feels good.
He doesn't do anything to stop me, he doesn't flinch. He only ever drops his eyes and watches my hand as it disappears down his pants. Then he smiles cheekily. The smile disappears off his face in direct ration to how hard his cock has inflated.
Sliding my hand into his undies, to his sleeping smooth worm, dry and warm. I love his soft uncircumcised head. I like rubbing my finger in the end of his foreskin when he's soft, feel his knob. Feel that delicate elastic in the smooth end of the edge of his foreskin.
I love the way his cock starts to inflate, all over. Quickly filling with blood, until it gets big under the palm of my hand, how hot it gets, as it burns erect.
His pants were unzipped and I was whacking his monster in the tight fist of my hand, when Daniel walked in. Ben was groaning, he was getting really, really excited, very turned on, almost at full thrash of squirting his juices and we didn't hear Daniel come in. Daniel copped a full shot of me with my hands around my best straight buddies cock, just about to finish the job.
Daniel said he was sorry and backed out of the room, just as Ben opened his eyes, realised Daniel was staring him, as his jizz erupted out the end of his cock, loud groan, like a volcano erupting its lava. The door banged closed, Daniel was gone. Ben groaned loudly and shot two wads of milky juice through the air.
You'll understand when I tell you, Ben did his pants up and left pretty soon after that. He didn't say much, just that he had to go.
We next to each other on the couch. The TV was on mute. Our heads were spinning.
There was floppy-haired Ben sitting next to me, with his floppy blond hair. His smile. His handsome face. I built the open fire up to full bore, I stacked it with wood, its intent working a charm, with Ben taking his jacket off.
He sat there with his hands behind his back, with his sexy chest, tight waist, the bulge in his jeans and the bulge in both his thighs.
I couldn't help myself, taking the situation in hand. Feeling bold from the THC spinning in my head. I slid my hand down his stomach and under the waist band of his jeans.
I love it when my fingers reach the elastic of his undies and then his pubes, without him ever flinching, I've taught him well. He knows it feels good. I know it feels good. He knows that I know that he think it feels good.
He doesn't do anything to stop me, he doesn't flinch. He only ever drops his eyes and watches my hand as it disappears down his pants. Then he smiles cheekily. The smile disappears off his face in direct ration to how hard his cock has inflated.
Sliding my hand into his undies, to his sleeping smooth worm, dry and warm. I love his soft uncircumcised head. I like rubbing my finger in the end of his foreskin when he's soft, feel his knob. Feel that delicate elastic in the smooth end of the edge of his foreskin.
I love the way his cock starts to inflate, all over. Quickly filling with blood, until it gets big under the palm of my hand, how hot it gets, as it burns erect.
His pants were unzipped and I was whacking his monster in the tight fist of my hand, when Daniel walked in. Ben was groaning, he was getting really, really excited, very turned on, almost at full thrash of squirting his juices and we didn't hear Daniel come in. Daniel copped a full shot of me with my hands around my best straight buddies cock, just about to finish the job.
Daniel said he was sorry and backed out of the room, just as Ben opened his eyes, realised Daniel was staring him, as his jizz erupted out the end of his cock, loud groan, like a volcano erupting its lava. The door banged closed, Daniel was gone. Ben groaned loudly and shot two wads of milky juice through the air.
You'll understand when I tell you, Ben did his pants up and left pretty soon after that. He didn't say much, just that he had to go.
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