Neighbor Bators – Chillin’ at Hand Job Harry’s – Part 9
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Lucas and Harry take their spots on the couch, their cocks wet and slick with precum but soon made even wetter by the Albolene. The masculine smells and the sound of wet cocks being played with fill Lucas’ senses, his dick desperate for release as the pleasure continues to build. Lucas doesn’t know how long he can last, especially when Harry suggests frotting dicks with Ryker while he jacks off Lucas and Billy beside him.
Excerpt from Chillin’ at Hand Job Harry’s – Part 9
Ryker paused at the couch and slid his pants down, his dick swinging out semi hard and ready to be stroked. My pants slid down next, my cock raging hard and slapping up against my abs as I shucked them down, a mess of clear juice clinging to my t-shirt for just a second before my dick swung back down to throb rudely in front of me. I could feel Billy and Harry watching me, admiring my cock. I knew they were checking out my meat but it was exciting.
Ryker took the seat next to Billy, I wedged my bare ass between my friend and the arm of the couch, where I’d sat the last time. I was relieved, I knew it meant Harry might come back and kneel beside me again, ready to rub my cum out for me, and it would give me another chance to slip my hand down out of sight of my buddy and jack Harry’s long shaft secretly.
The heat of Ryker’s left leg against mine was an interesting sensation. I’d never felt that before and it was strangely erotic to be making physical contact while we masturbated, from our butts to our knees, while our dicks were in our hands being slowly stroked. It wasn’t like a high-five or even one of the random playful wrestles or headlocks we gave each other by surprise at work. Having our cocks out in our fists made that simple press of bare flesh more intense.
I worked slowly, paying absolutely no attention to the movie playing in front of us while our hands simultaneously pumped and slipped along our wet penises. Hushed voices talked about the scene playing on the large screen but I wasn’t listening, I was turning my head to a subtle angle and looking down along the couch at the three cocks being toyed with in rubbing hands, watching Harry playing with the wet shape of his bell end in his slick fingers, Billy jiggling his nuts with his free hand while his right slipped up and down on the thick shaft, Ryker purposefully easing his grip up and down his inches with a perfect rhythm.
