Threeway Edging Before The Big Night – The Milk Shed Part 8
Ronan’s education continues while he follows Gary around town, completing his errands for the community. The need to cum is rising, with Ronan’s curiosity about the night ahead becoming more intense by the hour. The visiting writer still doesn’t know quite what to expect, but he does know that the cock edging Gary has led him into has him desperate to get the release he needs.
Excerpt from The Milk Shed Part 8
“Gonna be a busy one,” he said, is creased eyes squinting again as the sun bathed his face. He could have moved just a few inches to shield himself from the harshness of it. The shadow from the overhang would have slipped down his taned forehead to protect his eyes. But this was a man who was used to seeing the world the way he did, at least in the daylight hours.
Gary turned to me “Lenny doesn’t like crowds, thinks it was better when it was just a few guys hanging out and jacking it”.
“Hey!” Lenny interrupted “I ain’t got nothing against guys coming here to join in, I just think when there’s too many dicks in the room… there’s too many dicks!” he laughed. “How you supposed to have a nice relaxing time with music blasting and fifty cocks to rub with?”
“More the merrier I say,” Gary added.
Lenny leaned down to a little wooden door under a bench and opened it to reveal a mini fridge, the dented door and scratches suggesting it had either been attacked in a fit of frustration or recycled from another owner. He collected three cans and chucked one to each of us. Mine was barely cool but in the heat of the day it was still a welcome relief.
“I guess” the older man relented “but where does it end Gary?” I could see he was mocking himself with fake seriousness “when there’s a parking lot, a campsite and thousands of guys are coming from all over?” he shook his head, still smiling “When we have to build ditches to drain all the cum from the shed?” he laughed.
“Fuck, imagine that” Gary cracked his beer open “a river of splooge flowing out the back. We’d have to alert the EPA!” he laughed, guzzling the beer.
“Speaking of which” Lenny said, leaning back and grabbing the zip at the top of his coveralls “we gonna work on these boners or what?” he slid the zip down to his crotch in a swift move, his hairy body revealed from the parting thick cotton material, his swelling manhood falling out as he cupped his flesh and produced it from inside.
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Successful businessman John returns to his home town to discover the ruins of Jizz Manor are still standing. Eager to get inside and see the rooms where he’d spilled so much cum, with so many men, he arranges a viewing. He doesn’t realize how impactful the experience will be, or how he will play a part in its survival for a new generation of bators.
Bill thinks he’s got it all worked out. He’s spent most of his life among the sporting communities and he’s more than familiar with locker room banter. He’s even caught guys jerking, sucking, and more. That kind of thing was never for him, until he saw the immense manhood of handsome young Peter, proudly hard and wagging with horny intent.
