Neighbor Bators – Skittles Joust – Part 1
Excerpt from Neighbor Bators – Skittles Joust – Part 1
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I sometimes wonder if other groups of mates know these things about their mate’s dicks or if we’re just special. Maybe I just paid more attention to stuff like that than my mates do?
I could probably pick my mates dicks out of a lineup if I needed to.
“You ever done that thing sticking Skittles in your hood?” Alfie asked, taking a swig of beer from his bottle. I knew what he was talking about, Years ago I’d seen a guy online playing that with one of his mates and it was pretty funny to watch.
“Huh?” Trevor asked, still standing in front of the table and making me look around his wide frame to the game I was supposed to be playing now that Adrien had dropped the controller in my lap, exasperated after dying again.
“Yeah a lad at football started this thing where you had to cram as many Skittles under your foreskin as you could. See who could get the most under his hood”
“Go on then” Trevor encouraged “who you going up against because I ain’t gonna get anything under this skin” he laughed, grabbing his solid pink length and tugging his hood forward, the slightly damp sheath easing over his swollen helmet to barely cover half of his bell end.
“You can count me out I ain’t got a hood” Jake interjected from his post at the far end of the other couch across the room. He was the only circumcised guy in the gang and I knew he was a bit paranoid about it. The boys on the football team gave him the nick name Snipper because of it.
I was losing the game, it didn’t help that Trevor was still standing there in front of us with his dick swinging around. I kind of got the impression we were giving up on the traditional games anyway, it looked like Trevor had no intention of putting his cock away any time soon. I paused it, the little animated character jigging around in the middle of the dark landscape.
“I guess I’ll give it a try” I said, standing and wrestling with my belt.
“Who you going up against?” Trevor asked, looking around the room, “Billy, you down to compete against Tomas?”
Billy had just came back in from the kitchen “what’s this now?” he asked watching as I shoved my jeans and boxers down to my knees and passing Max and Trevor a couple of bottles. My heavy cock swung in the slightly cooler air. “Dicks out is it?” he laughed, already unbuttoning his jeans before needing any clarification.
