“Without even a moment’s pause he grabbed the front of his shorts and tugged down the waistband, his huge cock swinging out, already thickening up. “This thing is fucking demanding mate and she gets plenty” he grabbed his exposed length in his hand and tugged it a couple of times”
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“A large pink dick met my vision, thinner than mine but longer, meatier in many ways. He was hard, curved, his hood of pale foreskin slipping over the bulging end as he slowly massaged the mass of masculine flesh between the thumb and fingers of his right hand.”
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“His own desperate length dribbled some more at the thought, the juices collected in the folds of his foreskin as he slid his hand upward and drew it back down, the goo bathing his tip.”
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The robe had slipped open a little more with his rhythmic movement, just enough to reveal the fleshy pink sack of Cline’s scrotum sagging in the heat between his hairy thighs, the skin wrinkled and leading down to large smoother orbs hanging low. The start of his tumescent meat rose up from the creased sack like a pink pipe in his hand.
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“I decided honesty was the best policy, or at least a little honesty. “Mate” I began “yeah I noticed you got a massive dick, I was surprised. You should be used to that though, right?””
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Cline blushed a little, which was something he wasn’t used to. “Hey!” he barked “all that talk about pussy got me a little worked up, okay?” he didn’t like being shamed, it irritated him. “I already needed to jack it before all this shit happened so back off”
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“Was it wicked of me to swing the jock around? Perhaps, but the yelps and screeches from the other nine guys in the basement as I flicked the sodden jock strap around over my head and sent splashes of semen slinging in all directions still makes me chuckle today.”
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Harris turned to his partner again, the last of their burgers gulped down like they’d been shoveling popcorn into their mouths watching a movie. Harris’ blue eyes were wide as he gestured in a what the fuck movement. Cline smirked and shrugged, grabbing the last of his fries, his cock still rigid and determined but hidden from view by a fold of thick grey cotton wrapped around his shaft.
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“Dixon, now crouched like a linebacker, slowed his rubbing and looked down to his bulging helmet as the first stream of watery semen exploded and launched far over the bucket toward me, splashing over the concrete almost four feet from the target.”
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“As he rinsed the barely useful soap from his body and looked down at his swelling cock filling up and arching away from his balls, wondering whether he could get away with jacking it, Harris stole his attention with a restrained yell from the other room.”
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“I tugged on my full nuts to try to delay the growing pleasure a little more as I watched their semen crossing in the air, their spray of goo almost equal in force and power as they combined their efforts to douse the already marinated jock strap”
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