I had mental images of who much more pubic hair he might have sprouted, and how much lower his nuts must be hanging by now
Then I’d run home and masturbate myself into a frothy mess of creamy cum. Some of them began to realize that it was sort gay to do things like comparing the size of our boners, or play games of truth-or-dare that always lead to the removal of clothing. Porn sex Craig just stood there at the other end of the shower and had watched his friend hump my leg. “Well. . . . . …how’d you like it if I rubbed my boner all over your leg.” He said. “I don’t mind if you sperm on my leg.” I said. I could see that the cussing game was our new secret thing, and it reminded me of my younger years in a way. Craig reached behind himself and closed the door without even budging his eyes away from my growing cock. “Do me now! I slowly reach around and let my thumb trace circles around his private opening. I was out of control, and if my dick couldn have dial a telephone, it would have called the cop’s on me for sure. “Yep! “You little fuckers are already done eating? – Oh fuck! They quickly realized that they could both put a hand on
