A gay story: Dinner and a Movie, or Maybe Not I remember a couple of friends left us at the bar. No big deal, though…they were headed down the street to listen to a band at this other club. Marty leaned closer, grinning, “I wish you could whip it out and fuck my throat right here.”
I nodded, “Wish I could, too…but it might be too much…too much for some of the people in this place.” Then I laughed, “You need to be careful…you could get the reputation that you’re easy. If I’m gonna get lucky, I should at least treat you to dinner and a movie…or buy you a fuckin’ beer.”
Then he grinned, continuing the sexy teasing, “Well, I am easy, and you can plan on getting lucky…why don’t you take me home and buy me that beer there.” He laughed, “It’s fat cock Friday! I wanna feel that big thing throbbing in my hands…wanna swallow a load…and then have you fuck me stupid and fill me with the second!”
I shook my head, laughing, “You are horny as fuck…but fat cock Friday? Where did that come from?”
“Whenever I visit Paige at school, it’s always Friday afternoon when I land, and that’s what she calls it.”
I reached under the bar and discreetly stroked a hand over his crotch, almost whispering in his ear, “I feel some fat cock Fridays, right here…and it sounds like I’m buying when we get home…and I plan to fuck you stupid, but you have to give me load or two.”
He grinned, “As a man with a reputation, you can bet I’m never turning that down.”
After that exchange, all I could do was think about his bulging crotch and how it felt…and the way his jeans hugged that beautiful ass. I couldn’t wait to get his clothes off. We talked all the way home, but Marty filled my thoughts, as much as he filled out those jeans.
We’d just gotten back from the bars, and I handed him a beer…I still owe you dinner and a movie, but I guess I don’t have to tell you what I’m interested in right now.” I took it out, and grinned, “I think this speaks for itself…what do you think?”
As it bounced free, Marty smiled and took it in his lips. We were going at it, hot and heavy…he was on the bed, and on his back, with his head nestled in my hands, “Yeah, relax it…I’m goin’ all the way…ahhhh…god yeah…give me…give me that throat.”
Head hanging off the bed, he was ready for a good throat fucking. Watching his chest rise and fall as he pulls in air…with sexy gasps, I was in complete control. I could tease his nipples…slide my hands over his muscled pecs and those dreamy abs…and best of all…I could jack his big dick, while thrusting my girth down his throat.
“I love it when you’re on your back and ready for me…mmmm…drooling and worshipping my cock…ready to be used like a fuck toy.” Slowly pushing into his throat, all the way down to the base, “There it is…take it all.” Mmmm, it felt so good, I paused there, to soak it up.
When I started, working it through his lips…fucking his throat, “Ahhhh…ahhhh…ahhhh fuckkkkk…work it…work it…yeah, work my dick!”
I was so fucking turned on, slowly pumping my dick in and out of his throat. Going all the way in and nearly all the way out…losing myself in Marty’s mouth.
Grinding my cock deep, had him rock hard and hovering over his abs; it was big, girthy and long, nearly touching his naval. I reached out and wrapped my fist around the shaft. Manly energy pulsed through the flesh, and I spoke, “Is this what you needed…you love it in your throat, don’t you dude?” I paused with my dick deep in his throat, “Just nod your…nod your head and tell me you love it.”
Of course, he nodded his head; he loved cock. After the first time he sucked cock, Marty was hooked…he had a girlfriend, but he had me, too…his boyfriend.
I kept humping his face, savoring the grip of his lips and the tight caress of his throat. “Yeah…yeah…yeah…yeah, work that cock…work it good…uhhhh…uhhhh…work…work it!”
About ten minutes had passed, and I was trailing my hand over his chest. I was playing with his nipples, and admiring the way they crowned his pecs…when I heard a knock on the bedroom door, with my roommate whispering, “I need a favor.”
Obviously, Marty couldn’t answer, and I responded, “Little busy…what’s up?”
He cracked the door, “Can I watch? Chrissie’s been out of town for over a week…and you all are better than porn.” A little annoying, but we had grown accustomed to Adam’s voyeurism…and it was sort of hot to have a spectator.
“I know I’m no hot Trail Girl, but I’m horny as fuck!” (The backstory: we told Adam all about a hot encounter we had while hiking, with a hot “Trail Girl” watching…if you’re interested, check out “Over the Trail and through the Woods”)
I was ready to say yes, but then Marty attempted to nod, and I turned, “It’s cool…get in here.”
“Jezzzzus…he can take all of it! My girlfriend would never get it that far down…doubt she’d even try. Fucccckkk…you can see it move in his throat!”
He was mesmerized with that and rubbing his dick through his pants, but then he spotted Marty’s dick, “Fuckkkkk…you two are both hung! Dude, this is way better than porn!”
He went to loosen his belt, but caught himself, “Sorry dude, can I…um…bate…and watch?”
I was curious about where things were headed. Adam considered himself straight, but he was bi-curious, and liked to tease us some. That’s pretty much what guys do, but if you put some dick porn in front of him, he’d pop a boner every time. We were all fairly open about it all, and we gave him all the voyeurism he could possibly handle; his girlfriend even joined him once or twice, gawking from the bedroom door. I guess we all enjoyed the random encounters and I said, “Sure…enjoy the show.”
I couldn’t help but check him out; he was a good-looking guy, with a medium build…and average down there. Not big…not small, a nice-looking cock.
It got to the point where I felt my balls talking, and pulled out, “Fuck…Marty…need to push things back! You’re too good…I almost lost it.
He grinned with pride, “That’s fine…you know I love your nut.”
Trying to delay the release I was slapping my dick in my palm, “I know ya do…just don’t wanna cum yet.”
Adam was quiet, pumping a little slower, but very focused on what I had in my hands, “Damn…yer big…but who’s bigger?”
Yeah, he was still wanting to talk, when I was in the middle of sex with my boyfriend, but the distraction probably helped me delay things. Anyway, I responded, “Well…if you look…were the same…almost exactly the same…same size…same shape.” I grinned, “He’s my brother from another mother!”
“What? You’re stepbrothers!”
“No, jerk off…we just have the same dick…check it out.”
That’s when he reached out like he was going to grab my dick, “Sorry, I’ve seen it hard before, but not this close…can I…um…hold it?”
It was full-on erect and throbbing in my hand…and still glistening with Marty’s spit. I looked at Adam, eye to eye, “Go for it.”
Holding another man’s cock, seemed to make him both nervous and anxious. “Fuck! It’s thick and hot…and wicked hard.” He gave it a few tentative strokes and trailed his fingers over the head, and then down over the shaft.
Looking back and forth, I think his head was nearly spinning, or maybe he couldn’t believe what he was seeing, “Shit…that’s wild…they are the same…they’re both huge…maybe you are related.”
Shaking my head, “Already considered that…we’re not.”
Then he grinned, “I could…um…maybe take over, while you get things settled.”
I thought he wanted to take over for Marty, shaking my head, “Dude, I don’t think a different mouth on my dick’s gonna get things settled.”
He held his dick out, “No…no, if Marty wants nut…I got some to spare!”
Marty started laughing, “Fuckkk…this’s just crazy! Rob, I get the feeling, we’re just popular…we had Trail Girl ogling us and now Adam!” He looked at Adam, “You’re not Trail Girl, but she definitely didn’t have what you have there.”
Adam looked a little nervous, “You cool with it? I mean…a blowjob is a blowjob…right?”
Marty grinned, “Rob…if you’re cool with it…I’d be into it…I’d take his nut.”
I grinned, nodding, “A threesome’s good…but only if your girlfriend’s okay with it…Adam, I don’t…or I don’t think we want to fuck things up with you and Chrissie. She’s cute…and you shouldn’t fuck it up.”
He shook his head, and grinned, “I hear that…but she was the one that brought it up. Before she left, she made it clear no women, and if I needed relief…the hand and you guys were my options.” He laughed, “Dude, I told her that I’d never done anything with a guy…but…yeah, here I am…I guess, I’m just following orders…her orders.”
I had pushed the orgasm back, and wrapped my palm around my shaft, slowly stroking it from the base to the ridge. Both Marty and Adam were watching every move I made, and I was definitely giving them a good show. Pumping my fist up and down the shaft, felt really good, but I was way more excited by the thought of a threesome…and sharing Marty.
Marty grinned, “Well, let’s give it a try…come on Adam, get over here.” Still on his back with his head hanging off the bed, Marty was looking up at us. “Just take it slow…you’re in good hands.”
“Well, go ahead,” I urged him, “put your dick in there.”
Adam was horny and anxious, but still trying to process everything, nodding, “Yeah, I’ll just put it in there.” Adam pushed his cock down and laid it over Marty’s tongue. He swirled his tongue over the head, licking and slurping his way over the shaft.
Adam moaned, “Yeah, Marty…oh fuck…ahhhh…I might be in good hands…but that mouth feels amazing…ahhhh…ahhhh…fucking amazing!” Of course, Adam wanted to go deeper, but he took it slow, gradually pumping into Marty’s throat.
When he felt it, he grinned, “There it is…you can see it, right there!” “Fuck, he takes it all…know it’s not as big as yours, but Chrissie can’t get that last inch or two…she gags every time.”
“Ahhhh…ahhhh…ahhhh god…fuck that’s good…so fuck’n good,” he moaned, slowly fucking Marty’s mouth. “God damn…never had…never had a BJ this good…fuck…fuck, he’s gonna make me nut…almost there…ahhhh…ahhhh fuckkk!”
He was only a few minutes in, and I tried to save him, “Whoa…make it last, dude…just pull out…let me in there, while you cool off.”
He grinned, and pulled out, “You’re right…I don’t want it to stop, but I wanna last longer than five minutes.” He looked down at Marty, “Fuck dude, you are a keeper…fuckkkkkk!”
After a few teasing slurps from Marty, I pushed inside, and his lips slid down the shaft. He started sucking it, while I gently teased his throat. I put the last of it in, groaning, “Mmmm…take it…yeah, all the way…yeah…yeah…that’s perfect.”
Gently fucking his throat, I moaned, “Yeah…take it all…work it…it’s all yours…ahhhh…ahhhh…ahhhh…fuck yeah!”
Interested in moving on, I limited things to a few minutes, before having Adam take over. He was enjoying another round, when I grinned down at Marty, “What d’ya say we do you, from both ends?”
He nodded with his mouth full of Adam. I grinned at Adam, “I get his ass, and you get his mouth…you okay with that?”
Not knowing what to say, Adam nodded, nervously, “Sounds good.”
I had Marty flip around and get on all fours. Planting his knees a little wider on the bed, and pushing his ass up for me, Marty was ready, and grinning, “Adam, get those pants off, and give me that cock.”
I got behind Marty, and grabbed his beautiful ass, humping my dick through the crack. I teased my cock-hungry boyfriend, “Mmmm…look at that ass…what’d you say back there in the bar? You wanted me to fuck you stupid.”
He laughed, “Yeah, that was it.” Then he looked at Adam, “And you, you’re gonna cum your brains out…I’m gonna milk you dry!”
I coated my dick with lube and started working it inside, “Mmmm…yeah…that’s so fuck’n good!” I looked directly at Adam, “This’s like the thousandth time I’ve shoved my dick into him, but he’s always tight as fuck…yeah, that’s good…fuccccccckkkkkk!”
Adam was watching every move, as I rolled my hips, gently pumping into my boyfriend…the warm caress felt so good. I slowly pulled the thick shaft out further, gradually lengthening the strokes, as I fucked my hunky boyfriend.
Marty and I were both moaning, with the passion and eroticism lovers share. Feeling my girth stretching his hole, made his dick rock hard, and then he looked up at Adam, “Mmmm…when you get one this deep, it doesn’t get much better!”
Knowing my cock had that effect, turned me on, and I gripped tighter, settling into a steady rhythm, “True…ahhhh…ahhhh…very…very true…on this end, too!”
“Yeah…yeah…yeah, give me with that dick…own it…own that ass! Ohhhh god…ahhhh…yeah…yeah…yeah…yeah fuck me…oh yeah…yeah…yeah…fuck me from both ends! Yeah…yeah…want…want both…both cocks…two cockssssss!”
Adam, slowly stroking his cock, and watching us, “Sounds like you’re ready…you ready to suck me, now?”
Marty swallowed it again, taking all six inches, with Adam pumping and grinding, deep into his throat. Adam was kneeling in front and feeding him cock, while I was standing at the edge of the bed and fucking him from behind.
It was mind-blowing that my roommate and I were spit roasting my boyfriend…one second, Marty was going down on me…but then it turned into this wild threesome. I was crazy turned on, and I knew Marty was, too…servicing two cocks had his big dick rock-hard and ready to explode. I took it into my hand, and stroked it…it was a gorgeous, manly cock, throbbing ever closer to release.
Humping deep into Marty, meant I was shoving him forward, and driving Adam’s cock, into his throat. He was impaled on two cocks, and we rocked him back and forth….fucking him…and satisfying him from both ends.
Getting fucked hard from both ends, put Marty on a submissive spit-roast-cloud. He was moaning into Adam’s cock, and I grunted, “Fuck…ohhhh…fuckkkkkk…uhhhh…uhhhh…uhhhh…that tight…tight asssssss!”
I felt him shudder, as the pleasured sensations took him over the brink. I kept thrusting into my boyfriend, as ecstasy flowed through his body and sprayed over the bed. Some hit Adam, and he moaned, “Shit…it hit my leg!” Our eyes met, and he said, “I think he’s love’n this…he jizzed my leg!”
Adam started fucking harder and grunting more than before, and I knew it was about to happen…Marty knew it, too. Knowing him the way I did; he was anxious and ready…just waiting for a big, tasty load to flood his tongue.
Adam was pounding his throat, fucking it relentlessly. When he pulled out, I could see the spit covering the shaft. He let out a feral moan, “Ohhhh…ohhhh fuck…ohhhh…Marty…Marty, gimme that throat…yeah…oh yeah…give you my nut!”
Then he grunted louder and grabbed the base of his dick, as Marty sealed his lips tight. I even saw the shaft pulse, as Marty swallowed. I don’t know how big it was, but Adam moaned with relief and started breathing again.
He pulled from Marty and his sated dick bobbed free of Marty’s lips. That’s when I heard, “Mmmm, swallowed it all…now it’s your turn…to breed my ass…and breed it good!”
Watching Adam unload in my boyfriend’s mouth, had me crazy horny, but with my balls smacking his and rhythmic slaps from his ass…I didn’t want it to end. I wished it could last all night, but I knew that wasn’t happening. “Ohhhh fuckkkk…yer gonna make me…ahhhh…make…me cummmm!”
“Give me that load…uhhhh…uhhhh…yeah…yeah gimme that fuck’n load!”
I finally gave in and buried myself deep in his belly; my cock throbbed with ecstasy, nearly jumping with each pulse. The first went deep, coating his insides…but the second and third bathed my dick in warmth.
I pressed myself into Marty’s warm, hunky mass, savoring the aftermath…and his firm, muscled ass…it was incredible.
Marty moaned, “Don’t pull out…just keep it inside me…keep it deep inside me.”
After a few minutes, I collapsed over his back and laid there, with my dick deep inside. Adam’s dick was right in front of my face…still semi and showing some arousal. I watched Adam scoop Marty’s cum from his leg and lick it off, “Dude, yours tastes like mine.”
I reached out and stroked his semi, “Wouldn’t mind tasting yours sometime.”
He grinned, responding, “Wouldn’t mind tasting yours sometime,” but then Marty jumped in, “One question…how do I compare…with your girlfriend? Give me the truth.”
“Well, Chrissie’s good, but your blowjob was amazing…it’s your throat. Your secret’s safe with me, but if word ever got out, you’d have guys fuck’n lining up.”
Marty laughed, pointing at me, “I got all I need right there!” He looked at me with a big grin, “It feels like you still got wood…maybe you could go another round? Remember…it’s fat cock Friday…and I’m easy!”
I rolled off and got back up, grabbing his ass with both hands, and digging my fingers into the cheeks. I was still hard enough to push back inside and watch his ass swallow it whole. Moaning loud from the penetration, “Ohhhh god…yeah…more…yeah give me more!”
I was pushing through creampie, and grinning, “Mmmm…dripping with cum, that ass looks even better…you ready for more?”
“Fuck yeah…gimme me that dick!”
Pleasure surged through my body, when I started humping into his ass, “Ahhhh…ahhhh…god damn, that’s good…so fucking good!”
I held it deep inside for a few seconds and pulled out halfway, pausing for a few seconds. My dick was ready for more, too, and I started in, fucking him with manly, lust-driven thrusts. I was grunting and grinding his ass, when cum started trickling down his thigh, and Adam shook his head, “Jeeeezzzzz…guess you got a second wind…dude, yer like a fuck’n pornstar…you’re both fuck’n pornstars!”
I wanted switch things up, groaning, “Ahhhh…Marty…yeah, let’s get you on your back.”
I grabbed him by the waist and helped him turn over. He anxiously spread his legs, pulling them back, and I winked at Adam, “Grab his ankles, and help…help me fuck’m!”
Same as Marty, I needed more, too; the musky aroma of sex permeated the room, and his fingers dug into my back, urging me to fuck harder.
Lost in that initial moment of ecstasy, my body shuddered, and Marty’s deep, brown eyes pulled me out of the clouds. I leaned down and we kissed; I gave Marty my tongue and he kissed me back, with a hunger and lust you’d see in a steamy movie kiss.
When our lips parted, I moaned, “Yeah…yeah, tell me what you need, dude.”
“Fuck, you’re already giving me what I need…just fuck me hard!” He smiled, “Like you don’t know what I need…that ass’s yours…use it and give me that load!”
“Fuck yeah!” With that I rammed my dick back into Marty, filling his hole in one thrust. He groaned with pleasure and the fucking resumed.
As I worked my dick in and out of his ass, he couldn’t control moaning, “Oh Rob…Rob…fuck me…fuck me hard…just…just like that…fuck me hard!” He was determined to make me cum again, working my cock with all the stamina he had.
Still gripping Marty’s ankles, Adam watched every move we made. He followed my cock in and out of Marty…he watched Marty’s big dick bob and bounce…he watched us move together as lovers…and he watched us satisfy the carnal needs that he was starting to understand.
Marty moaned louder and I could feel his hunky, muscled body shuddering, as orgasm surged up from his balls. It was quick…the cum exploded over his abs and trickled from the tip. Then the bounce of his cock threw warm droplets over both of us.
Adam nearly yelled, “Shit…that’s wild! He’s fuck’n cumming already! No hands…you two are fuck’n pornstars!”
After the last bit trickled over his belly, those rippled abs looked so tasty. It was hot as fuck and I was ready to slurp him clean, but Marty grinned, “Fuck yeah…Rob, that was amazing! Your turn now, I want another one…another load…breed me, again!”
I nodded, taking long, deep strokes, and going slower, trying to make the pleasure last. I looked up from Marty, at Adam, and I saw he was hard as rock, “You should let go and take care of that.”
He anxiously grabbed for his dick and started stroking. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long, and few seconds later he exploded, spraying a load over the bed.
That’s where I was, too, expending all my strength to breed my boyfriend, again. Groaning with intense ecstasy, I slammed my dick into that gorgeously perfect ass, shuddering with release. I savored the aftershocks and tried to catch my breath. After about a minute or two, I gave his ass a little swat, “God damn, you’re an amazing fuck! And you’re easy!”
I pulled my sated cock from his ass, grinned at them, and headed for the kitchen, “Gonna take a shower, but first…I think I owe you both a round or two!” Marty got it, and laughed, but Adam really didn’t.
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The next morning, I’d just settled back in bed after bringing us coffee. While I was in the kitchen, I got all boned up, thinking about our night with Ada, but then I saw Marty sleeping and thought how good mornings were with him. Watching him ride me was the best, with that hunky, muscled body flexing…and his cock! I loved watching that amazing cock bobbing around, as he impaled himself on my dick, over and over. I even envisioned a finish, with his big dick exploding, spraying steamy ropes over my skin.
Obviously, I needed some Marty…and it was a Saturday morning! I didn’t have to go to work, and he was just waking up; he said, “That smells good…I’ll go get a cup and come back.”
“You already got one over there.”
He looked at the nightstand, “Thank you…always taking care of me.”
I grinned, “How’s that ass feel today?”
Being taken from both ends, fresh in his memory, he smiled, “Pretty damn good…maybe a little looser back there…you gave me a good pounding. But it felt really good…it always feels good to have you inside…and fucking me.”
It was just a few minutes later and Adam stuck his head in the door, “Just wanted to thank you guys for what…uh…happened last night…I owe ya both. It took the edge off…you know?”
Marty took a sip, and shook his head, “No worries, just buy us a beer sometime when we’re out.”
“I will certainly buy you a few beers, or maybe I should buy you breakfast,” he laughed, “That’s the conventional thing to do after sex.”
I nodded, “Yup, he’s right…I think we both owe you breakfast.”
Marty grinned, “Don’t mind that at all…seems like a win-win.”
That’s about where Adam got a nervous smile, “I was think’n I really owe you both more than all that, especially Marty…maybe…maybe return the favor with a hand job? I could give Marty a hand job.”
Marty looked at me and I shook my head, “Hand job couldn’t hurt.”
Marty smiles, “Couldn’t hurt.”
Adam looked relieved and excited, as he sat right next to Marty, on the bed. Marty pushed his underwear down and Adam carefully took his dick in his hand, “Jeez, that feels heavy, too…they really are the same…what’d you say…brotha from anotha motha! It’s fuck’n big…and thick…way thicker than mine!” He grinned, “but I guess that’s obvious.”
Though, not as nervous as the night before, he was still a little wired or anxious. He was sort of exploring, nervously chatty and trailing his fingers over the shaft, but then he grinned, “With dicks this size, you guys got it made! Bet you got your pick of cheerleaders…and even a football jock or two.”
I shook my head, “No, not really…there might have been some interest in the locker room, but guys weren’t on my radar then…I think guys check out each other, to see how they compare, but I doubt that all translates into sexual interest. In junior high a couple clowns called me “Big Cob Rob” (it sounds stupid, but it was rural farming town). Fortunately, the nickname really didn’t stick that much…but it did follow me into high school.”
“I remember the girls just rolled their eyes…and they probably thought it was just the opposite…like two inches long. It’s been my experience, that women are curious, and scared of it…they liked to look at it, hold it or play with it, but they tend to be apprehensive about going past that.”
Slowly, Adam’s hand moved up and down the growing shaft, and he felt the manly heat, radiating from the flesh. His hand worked with a slow, methodical rhythm. Marty nodded, “Same here…women think it’s gonna hurt or they’re not sure they can take it.” Then Marty grinned, “Ohhhh…dude…ahhhh…ahhhh…ahhhh, that’s good…I got a man with experience…yeah…yeah…yeah, that’s good.”
At one point he cradled Marty’s balls with his other hand, grinning, “Damn, you got nice eggs. too! They’re heavy just like the rest of you…let’s see if I can empty’m for ya.”
“I doubt that’ll be a problem…just keep that up…work it…work my cock!”
Adam started stroking a little faster, and after a few minutes of that Marty groaned, “I’m getting…getting closer…keep it up…yeah, keep it up.”
Adam was mesmerized and probably didn’t even hear. His senses were totally focused on the hot, throbbing flesh in his hand. I could see the rise in his boxers, and I wondered if his mouth was watering as much as mine.
Then Marty grunted louder, “Ahhhhh…yeah…cummmmmin!”
This time, Adam came out of the trance and responded by stroking him faster.
I saw Marty’s balls pull up, ready to explode. A split second later, a thick strand shot from the top of that gorgeously thick crown, landing over Adam’s hand and Marty’s pubes. Adam, nearly squealed, “Fuck yeah!” Then a smaller strand, followed by a gentle finish, that slid down over Adam’s fingers.
Marty was breathing heavy and sinking into the pillows, as Adam looked at the big dick in his cum-soaked hand. During the pause Adam looked a little anxious, but then he lowered his head and licked head.
Marty moaned, closing his eyes, as Adam’s tongue swirled over the tip, and his lips enveloped the head. His lips slid down the shaft and Marty moaned, “Mmmm…Adam…you don’t…don’t have to do that…but it feels amazing…your mouth’s perfect!”
As Adam took more, he gently bobbed his head, savoring the warm, manly flesh. He looked up at me, as if he was checking to see if it was okay. Watching his lips ripple over the shaft, I thought it was one the most erotic things a man can do for another man. They were same lips he kissed his hot girlfriend with, but now they were working my boyfriend’s big dick…and I nodded with my approval. His mouth felt so incredible, and Marty trembled, writhing with pleasure, tipping his head back and moaning with long, sexy moans. “Ohhhh…ohhhh…fuckk…fucccckkkk…fuck yeah!”
I sat back and took it all in. I remember thinking, Holy shit! Adam just gave my boyfriend a hand job…and now a blowjob…where was this headed? I couldn’t blame Adam at all, though…Marty had god damn, beautiful dick.
I had no idea where things were going, but I was anxious to find out. I sat my cup on the nightstand, and pulled my dick out, thinking I owed Adam something. I really needed to treat him to breakfast…a few rounds…dinner and a movie…who knows?