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Since I was sat next to him, I was hit a couple of times with a few spurts that landed on my leg and arm. It was nice. I remember thinking it was funny to try and sync our hands to match our wanking rhythm. He had a really big cock, in fact, it was quite famous amongst the girls at school.

When he was reaching for his tissues, I scraped some of his cum from my thigh and smeared it over the head of my cock. This sent me over the edge. Could I use Hank's horny nature to get him to agree to paying my part of the rent for a blowjob?

He even returned the favour. We would have sleepovers fairly regularly since neither of us had girlfriends and we would end up gaming until late, so we often figured we may as well stay. He casually stood up, cock in hand and sat at the end of my bed, legs stretched, and continued wanking.

I had seen him soft and even then it was big. Finally they free their pent-up lust and promise each other they would have incestuous blowjobs every day. I was also feeling a little restricted by the duvet so I rolled it down and released my own cock.

I was a bit disappointed! This one particular night, we had been allowed a couple of beers with dinner which had gone straight to my head. Anyway, fast forward, we found ourselves sat right next to each other, wanking. The night goes on, we flick between channels and land on a full-frontal channel.

I could clearly see he was doing the same. My friend had been doing the same and before long he jumped out of his bed, saying he needed to wank, but without me seeing. I counted over 9 shots.

After some mental debate, I snorted another line, finished my beer, then went to Hank's bedroom and sat on the bed. Skip the boring bits, we were both in separate beds, sipping on beers and watching good old Babestation, on his TV in his room. I had to hold back from jumping over and sucking on it.

It would be worth it for a few minutes of nastiness.

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I was feeling horny and was rubbing myself under my duvet. A few minutes later, Hank walked in naked and still wet from his shower. By this point, I had my pants down and was jacking off, still under the duvet. Anyway, long story short, he finished before me and seemed to have absolutely no control of where it all landed.

There was a shit load as well. He found it hilarious, I found it hot. Hiding his cock, he moved to the floor at the end of my bed out of view. The worlds largest free collection of sexually-explicit LGBTQ+ erotic stories (Lesbian, Gay Male, Bisexual, Transgender).