WASHINGTON

My hand was like a piston, pulling on his chunky baton, rubbing along it with haste. I knew we had perhaps seconds to complete this unexpected transaction, but my mind was fixed on this new mission, I needed to satisfy that incredible penis,

Very few of the naked guys he now watched variously pressed up against the glass, groping their own hardened cocks, rubbing a friend’s eager erection, staring with their mouths agape at the giant penis beyond the barrier – none of them were the guys he’d come to know.

I was a nineteen-year-old discovering the pleasures of mutual masturbation for the first time, and my cock was responding to the excitement in a way you might expect such a teen to respond.

“Again, Mister Hanton, I’m just doing my job,” the cop repeated, watching the man in front of him slowly playing with the supple mass of pink flesh in his grip. “As soon as you’ve ejaculated, we can all go about our evening,”

My cock lurched again, I squeezed his cock again, he rubbed mine again. More semen blasted from both of us, his shot becoming more powerful this time and exploding in a shower of milky ball juice all over my wife.

He looked up at the handsome man towering over him, “Please, can I cum?” he begged, his eyes pleading, his voice quiet, the sound almost interrupted by a quickly following gulp.

The two were locked in their shared release, unaware of the third young man watching silently just a couple of feet away while his own cum erupted in repetitive bursts over the leafy ground ahead of him.

My obsession was certainly led by Cole, without him knowing. I kept thinking about the sight of his penis, the vision of his balls swinging, the pleasure of his semen slinging out of his hooded cock head to splash into those boxers.

I tried to follow the busts of his jizz, moving the phone just a little to catch the view when his second shot of cum lashed over the hand holding the cup. He adjusted, giggling, bringing the cup forward and lifting his arse

My hand was like a piston, pulling on his chunky baton, rubbing along it with haste. I knew we had perhaps seconds to complete this unexpected transaction, but my mind was fixed on this new mission, I needed to satisfy that incredible penis,

I tried to follow the busts of his jizz, moving the phone just a little to catch the view when his second shot of cum lashed over the hand holding the cup. He adjusted, giggling, bringing the cup forward and lifting his arse

I was a nineteen-year-old discovering the pleasures of mutual masturbation for the first time, and my cock was responding to the excitement in a way you might expect such a teen to respond.

My obsession was certainly led by Cole, without him knowing. I kept thinking about the sight of his penis, the vision of his balls swinging, the pleasure of his semen slinging out of his hooded cock head to splash into those boxers.

“You wanna watch porn now? Maybe get you a little more used to the idea of the club tomorrow?” he asked. “If not we can save it for tomorrow, plenty of edging to do then before the club”.