Neighbor Bators – Dad’s Buddy – Part 3
Excerpt from Neighbor Bators – Dad’s Buddy – Part 3
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“Fuck” Billy said quietly, wanting the man to continue but far too distracted by the scene he’d planted in his head, he wanted to linger on it while he looked at the man’s cock being expertly played with in his lap.
“There’s loads of accidental contact that goes on when you’re in a threeway but this guy really enjoyed all that, he just really wanted another dick to play with and she weren’t complaining” Mike nodded appreciatively “met up with them a few times after that”.
“What did it feel like?” Billy hadn’t intended to ask, the words just kind of fell from his mouth while the image played out in his head.
“Felt like a real long hot dick” Mike laughed “what you think it’d feel like?”
Billy didn’t let the embarrassment linger “I mean, didn’t it turn you off?”
“Hell no!” Mike almost visibly guffawed “a dick’s a dick, we all got one, what’s the big fuckin’ deal? I ain’t gonna let a bit of jacking with a dude stop me from getting some hot pussy”
The pleasure coming from his persistent cock was growing slowly, with each rub of his hand he could feel that he’d need to slow down unless he wanted to finish quickly. His eyes returned to the TV, the two men were getting into position for her to work her magic on their combined penises.
“You wanna feel it?” Mike’s voice dragged him back to his right, he turned quickly to see the man almost leered at him, a dirty look that would have advertised his horniness if his pink flesh wasn’t already exposed and being stroked and squeezed in his lap.
Billy snorted dismissively “Nah, you’re good”. It was a lie, of course, and Mike seemed to know it.
The man leaned forward and stood in a quick movement, his jeans falling to a puddle around his boots. His cock arched out ahead of him from the open fly of his baggy boxer showers, a broad meaty beam of flesh capped with the glowing pink dome of his helmet. Mike grasped the waistband quickly and slid them down too, his penis slapping up against his t-shirt before wagging in the air “It’s not a big deal, you can feel it”
Billy stared up at the man, he’d moved forward on the couch without consciously planning to, perhaps just spurred into movement by the man’s sudden departure from his seat. He stared at the cock twitching rhythmically just a foot or so from his face, a big sack of fleshy scrotum hanging between the man’s hairy thighs. Mike’s nuts were large and heavy, one an inch lower than the other, both swaying with every little throb of his veined erection.
Above a short patch of light brown hair curled around the sides of his manhood, like a curled mustache, peeking out from below the hem of his t-shirt. The material of his open tan shirt hung either side, the arms folded back to his elbows to display the muscular forearms tanned from his outdoor labor that summer.
“A lot of guys end up handling another dick at least once. If you ever get into a threeway with a couple, like I do, you’ll probably do that anyway so why not get it out the way now? Seein’ as we’re here and jacking it” Mike was convincing.