Friendly Scally
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Part 9
The following morning, it's a sunday, I get a text message in the morning;
'Hey dude, do u feel like boxing? Wd like u to cum with me
Dustin'
I call him back immediatly, and he explains to me that he all of a sudden wanted to go boxing. His uncle owns this boxing place somewhere out of town. It's supposed to be closed today, but he managed to get the keys from his uncle.
"Don't forget some shorts!", he says when I'm about to hang up.
The boxing school looks abandoned, just like we'd expected. Dustin opens the door and turns on the lights, nobody's there.
He dissapears for a moment, into a little room at the side of the boxing area, and then returns, carrying two pairs boxing gloves.
"Here, try these.", he says and trows one pair at me. They fit perfectly.
"I've never really boxed before, you know.", I say.
"I'm sure you know how to use your fists. But don't worry, I won't hit you that hard."
Simultaneously, we take our tracksuits off, revealing our shorts. Dustin also takes his shirt off, so I do the same.
"Well, show me what you've got, Paul.", Dustin says.
We start hitting at each other a little, and I'm surprised that it doesn't hurt me at all. Maybe it's because Dustin doesn't hit me that hard indeed, or it's the big gloves.
We fight for a little while, and both of us become pretty sweaty and maybe also a little tired.
Then, Dustin hits me on the face, and again in my stomach. It doesn't hurt that bad, luckily.
All of a sudden, he asks me: "Did you have sex with Michael?"
"What? What did you say?"
"You heard me."
"No, no. I didn't hear what you were saying."
"I asked you if you had sex with Michael."
"Why are you asking that?", I lower my hands and stand still, but Dustin keeps jumping around me, his hands next to his face.
"Yes or no."
"Why would you think I had sex with Michael?"
"Because he told me."
"He told you?"
"He told me you and him shared a bath, jerked a little and he gave you a blowjob. True or not?", Dustin keeps jumping around me, his hands next to his face.
"Yeah it's true. I don't know why I, we did that. It was the first time I'd ever..."
"Don't worry. He blew me once. He's a good sucker, you have to admit that."
I nod and I hold my hands next to my face again and Dustin and I start boxing again, saying nothing.
When we stop boxing, Dustin invites me over at his place.
He says: "We could take a shower here, but I did that once and I had an itch for two weeks. So let's go to my place, we can order a pizza or something if it gets late."
At his place, Dustin tells me to wait in the livingroom. He'll be back in a minute and rushes upstairs. Apart from us, nobody else is there.
"Do you want to take a shower on your own, or do you prefer a bath with me?", Dustin asks when he gets back downstairs.
"Uhm, I don't know."
"Fine, because I've just turned on the tap, so we can take a bath in a little while." He turns on the TV and we watch some MTV.
After a while, Dustin walks upstairs again and calls me, saying that the bath is ready.
When I open the bathroom door, he just took all his clothes off and is getting into the bath. I take my clothes off, and I can see Dustin looking at me.
"No wonder Michael wanted to suck that.", he says when I take my boxershort off.
"What?"
"Nothing, just be careful when you get in. It's pretty hot."
I get in and Dustin looks at me.
"So, tell me. What exactly happened with you and Michael? I guess he just started talking about cock's, didn't he?"
"Yeah, he did."
"Oh, and he mentioned his big-cocked adventures?", Dustin asks.
"He mentioned them, yeah."
"He told me about that. He really likes you and him to form sort of a team. He wants you both to become some kind of legend, you know. 'The Big Dick Duo' or 'Large Cock Fuckfriends', something like that."
I laugh, and I don't exactly know what's true about this. Maybe Michael was making this up, maybe Dustin is just making this up. But maybe it's true.
"How about you and Michael?", I ask Dustin. "You told me that you did something together as well."
Dustin looks at me, then at the water and then back at me.
"Paul. You know. We just don't care. When we get drunk, when we feel like having sex with each other, we just do it. I've had sex with all my male friends, you know."
I'm startled, and I don't say anything.
"Don't be scared or whatever. This doesn't mean that we're gay. We're just experimenting. You can't deny that you didn't like holding Michael's big cock. And I bet you like this bath too, in a way. Don't you?"
"Yeah I do. I really do.", I say.
"We're just real good friends, you see. Oh, and I've had sex with..."
Dustin's phone rings. He gets out of the bath a little to reach for his tracksuit. When he's got his cell phone, he looks at the display and sighs.
"Hi, Erica.", he says, smiling at me.
"What? What I'm doing now? I'm taking a bath with Paul actually.", Dustin makes a face, but I don't know what he means.
"Uhm. Yes, at home. Well, I don't know. Wait. Wait for a moment."
Dustin covers the microphone with his other hand and whispers to me: "Do you mind if Erica drops by?"
I don't say anything, but I shake my head, signalling that it's fine with me.
"Would really like you to drop by! Oh you are already? Well, uhm, do you see that black pot with a dead rose in it? There's a key underneath the pot. Ok. See you in a minute."
Dustin hangs up the phone and puts it back in his tracksuit.
"Erica is right now standing in front of my house and she wanted to see me."
"Who's Erica?"
"A girl I used to fuck, until I met Tracy."
"I thought you fucked Melanie?"
"Melanie is just, she's just a slut. She's fucked everybody. Chris, Nick, Michael. You'll get her, one time. Not too hard."
We hear the sound of a door opening, and somebody's walking in the livingroom.
"Up here!", Dustin shouts. Somebody, probably Erica walks on the stairs.
A door opens and a tall, slim girl walks in. I can tell from her eyes that she's surprised when she sees us both in the bathtub. Even though Dustin just told her that he was taking a bath with me.
The girl is pretty. She has dark brown hair, curling over her shoulders. Dark brown eyes and a nice tight shirt. And some nice boobs underneath her shirt.
"Hi Erica. Meet Paul. Paul, Erica."
Erica walks over to Dustin, puts her hand underwater on his chest and gives him a kiss on his lips. Then, she turns to me and we shake hands.
Erica starts asking Dustin all these questions. About why he never returns her calls, if he's going out with that Tracy girl, and what about the rumours she heard about him and Melanie. Dustin tries to avoid answering the questions, saying that he's been busy, but Erica seems to be pretty upset and wants him to answer.
I get the feeling that this is pretty awkward, so I suggest that I leave.
"No, no. You stay in the bath, we'll go and talk in my room.", Dustin says. He gets up and his cock swings around. I see Erica looking at it.
Dustin asks Erica to hand him a towel and she does. Dustin dries himself off a little and gets out of the bath. He doesn't take any clothes with him, and they both leave the bathroom.
First, I hear Erica repeating the same questions, and Dustin tries to calm her down. But after a while I hear nothing anymore.
Until I hear some moaning. It starts very softly, gently, but becomes louder and louder, until it's absolutely clear: Dustin is fucking Erica.
I'm still in the bath and Dustin can walk in any minute. But my cock is getting rockhard as I listen to the sound of Dustin fucking Erica.
The bathroom door opens, Dustin walks in. He's still got an erection and a condom around his cock. He takes the condom, which is full of cum, off and puts a knot in it. He opens the trashcan and throws it away.
Then he smiles at me and says: "That girl mentioned your cock. She'll fuck you once."
The following morning, it's a sunday, I get a text message in the morning;
'Hey dude, do u feel like boxing? Wd like u to cum with me
Dustin'I call him back immediatly, and he explains to me that he all of a sudden wanted to go boxing. His uncle owns this boxing place somewhere out of town. It's supposed to be closed today, but he managed to get the keys from his uncle.
"Don't forget some shorts!", he says when I'm about to hang up.
The boxing school looks abandoned, just like we'd expected. Dustin opens the door and turns on the lights, nobody's there.
He dissapears for a moment, into a little room at the side of the boxing area, and then returns, carrying two pairs boxing gloves.
"Here, try these.", he says and trows one pair at me. They fit perfectly.
"I've never really boxed before, you know.", I say.
"I'm sure you know how to use your fists. But don't worry, I won't hit you that hard."
Simultaneously, we take our tracksuits off, revealing our shorts. Dustin also takes his shirt off, so I do the same.
"Well, show me what you've got, Paul.", Dustin says.
We start hitting at each other a little, and I'm surprised that it doesn't hurt me at all. Maybe it's because Dustin doesn't hit me that hard indeed, or it's the big gloves.
We fight for a little while, and both of us become pretty sweaty and maybe also a little tired.
Then, Dustin hits me on the face, and again in my stomach. It doesn't hurt that bad, luckily.
All of a sudden, he asks me: "Did you have sex with Michael?"
"What? What did you say?"
"You heard me."
"No, no. I didn't hear what you were saying."
"I asked you if you had sex with Michael."
"Why are you asking that?", I lower my hands and stand still, but Dustin keeps jumping around me, his hands next to his face.
"Yes or no."
"Why would you think I had sex with Michael?"
"Because he told me."
"He told you?"
"He told me you and him shared a bath, jerked a little and he gave you a blowjob. True or not?", Dustin keeps jumping around me, his hands next to his face.
"Yeah it's true. I don't know why I, we did that. It was the first time I'd ever..."
"Don't worry. He blew me once. He's a good sucker, you have to admit that."
I nod and I hold my hands next to my face again and Dustin and I start boxing again, saying nothing.
When we stop boxing, Dustin invites me over at his place.
He says: "We could take a shower here, but I did that once and I had an itch for two weeks. So let's go to my place, we can order a pizza or something if it gets late."
At his place, Dustin tells me to wait in the livingroom. He'll be back in a minute and rushes upstairs. Apart from us, nobody else is there.
"Do you want to take a shower on your own, or do you prefer a bath with me?", Dustin asks when he gets back downstairs.
"Uhm, I don't know."
"Fine, because I've just turned on the tap, so we can take a bath in a little while." He turns on the TV and we watch some MTV.
After a while, Dustin walks upstairs again and calls me, saying that the bath is ready.
When I open the bathroom door, he just took all his clothes off and is getting into the bath. I take my clothes off, and I can see Dustin looking at me.
"No wonder Michael wanted to suck that.", he says when I take my boxershort off.
"What?"
"Nothing, just be careful when you get in. It's pretty hot."
I get in and Dustin looks at me.
"So, tell me. What exactly happened with you and Michael? I guess he just started talking about cock's, didn't he?"
"Yeah, he did."
"Oh, and he mentioned his big-cocked adventures?", Dustin asks.
"He mentioned them, yeah."
"He told me about that. He really likes you and him to form sort of a team. He wants you both to become some kind of legend, you know. 'The Big Dick Duo' or 'Large Cock Fuckfriends', something like that."
I laugh, and I don't exactly know what's true about this. Maybe Michael was making this up, maybe Dustin is just making this up. But maybe it's true.
"How about you and Michael?", I ask Dustin. "You told me that you did something together as well."
Dustin looks at me, then at the water and then back at me.
"Paul. You know. We just don't care. When we get drunk, when we feel like having sex with each other, we just do it. I've had sex with all my male friends, you know."
I'm startled, and I don't say anything.
"Don't be scared or whatever. This doesn't mean that we're gay. We're just experimenting. You can't deny that you didn't like holding Michael's big cock. And I bet you like this bath too, in a way. Don't you?"
"Yeah I do. I really do.", I say.
"We're just real good friends, you see. Oh, and I've had sex with..."
Dustin's phone rings. He gets out of the bath a little to reach for his tracksuit. When he's got his cell phone, he looks at the display and sighs.
"Hi, Erica.", he says, smiling at me.
"What? What I'm doing now? I'm taking a bath with Paul actually.", Dustin makes a face, but I don't know what he means.
"Uhm. Yes, at home. Well, I don't know. Wait. Wait for a moment."
Dustin covers the microphone with his other hand and whispers to me: "Do you mind if Erica drops by?"
I don't say anything, but I shake my head, signalling that it's fine with me.
"Would really like you to drop by! Oh you are already? Well, uhm, do you see that black pot with a dead rose in it? There's a key underneath the pot. Ok. See you in a minute."
Dustin hangs up the phone and puts it back in his tracksuit.
"Erica is right now standing in front of my house and she wanted to see me."
"Who's Erica?"
"A girl I used to fuck, until I met Tracy."
"I thought you fucked Melanie?"
"Melanie is just, she's just a slut. She's fucked everybody. Chris, Nick, Michael. You'll get her, one time. Not too hard."
We hear the sound of a door opening, and somebody's walking in the livingroom.
"Up here!", Dustin shouts. Somebody, probably Erica walks on the stairs.
A door opens and a tall, slim girl walks in. I can tell from her eyes that she's surprised when she sees us both in the bathtub. Even though Dustin just told her that he was taking a bath with me.
The girl is pretty. She has dark brown hair, curling over her shoulders. Dark brown eyes and a nice tight shirt. And some nice boobs underneath her shirt.
"Hi Erica. Meet Paul. Paul, Erica."
Erica walks over to Dustin, puts her hand underwater on his chest and gives him a kiss on his lips. Then, she turns to me and we shake hands.
Erica starts asking Dustin all these questions. About why he never returns her calls, if he's going out with that Tracy girl, and what about the rumours she heard about him and Melanie. Dustin tries to avoid answering the questions, saying that he's been busy, but Erica seems to be pretty upset and wants him to answer.
I get the feeling that this is pretty awkward, so I suggest that I leave.
"No, no. You stay in the bath, we'll go and talk in my room.", Dustin says. He gets up and his cock swings around. I see Erica looking at it.
Dustin asks Erica to hand him a towel and she does. Dustin dries himself off a little and gets out of the bath. He doesn't take any clothes with him, and they both leave the bathroom.
First, I hear Erica repeating the same questions, and Dustin tries to calm her down. But after a while I hear nothing anymore.
Until I hear some moaning. It starts very softly, gently, but becomes louder and louder, until it's absolutely clear: Dustin is fucking Erica.
I'm still in the bath and Dustin can walk in any minute. But my cock is getting rockhard as I listen to the sound of Dustin fucking Erica.
The bathroom door opens, Dustin walks in. He's still got an erection and a condom around his cock. He takes the condom, which is full of cum, off and puts a knot in it. He opens the trashcan and throws it away.
Then he smiles at me and says: "That girl mentioned your cock. She'll fuck you once."
123matthew321
Experimental Member
Part 10
"Mmm. Do you wanna come to my place, Paul?", the woman seductively asks me.
I'm in a bar with Michael, Dustin, Nick and Chris. It's already way past 5 in the morning and there's not much people around anymore.
I look at my friends, and back at the girl. Or woman. She could be 20, she could be 30. She isn't that pretty, but she's worth the fuck.
"I'll just say bye to my friends, OK?", I say.
"OK, Paul."
A minute later, we're walking together to her apartment.
"You're different, you know that Paul?"
"Different from what?"
"From them. Your friends."
"How about that."
"I don't know. You're just different. I can sense that." She lights a cigarette and offers me one. Even though I don't smoke, I accept and we smoke together.
Her apartment is pretty girlish actually, you can see that no guy lives here. There are advertising posters on the wall for boybands. Several blond haired studs look me right in the face, there names written underneath.
The girl takes her shoes off and grabs a bottle of wine and two glasses. We sip the wine, cheap one, and start talking about all kind of things. The girl tells me that she thinks she's different from all the other scallies in this town. That she's smarter and better, all that kind of things. And she tells me that she wants to get out of this place. I personally think that she's too stupid to get out.
After a while talking she grabs my shirt and pulls me against her. Her glass falls and red wine goes all over the floor.
We start kissing on the couch. I'm on top, but she's clearly leading. She opens my shirt and pushes my chest against her big breasts. Her hands go between us to my crotch.
She squeezes my semi-erect cock and moans. "Mmm, I feel you like it, big boy."
The girl quickly unbuckles my belt and opens my zip. I pull my jeans and boxershort down until they're on my ankles. The girl takes my hand and puts it underneath her shirt. I grab her breast and start kneeding.
I feel her warm hands on my almost-hard knob. And while she jerks me, I open her jeans with my free hand.
When I've finally opened them she stops and takes them off, but she leaves her thong on.
She lies down on her back again and I put myself inbetween her legs. I kiss her legs and go down to her thong. With my tongue, I lick the skin around her thong. Then, I try to move her thong with my tongue, she giggles about it.
I take her thong off and start licking the girl. She's moaning out loud and I put my fingers in her pussy. First one finger, then two, finally three.
We have sex like this until she says she's getting her first orgasm.
I get up again, my big cock pointing out. She smiles at me and then smiles at my dick. She grabs it and puts it against my pussy, saying: "Fuck me, Paul. Do it good, and hard." I feel her warm flesh around my long penis and slowly push it in.
I know that now, when I fuck a girl for the first time, even though she's not a virgin anymore, even when she's the biggest slut you know, I still have to put it in slowly at first. I guess that's the only downside of having a huge cock.
I penetrate her for three or four times, and the front door opens. The lights go on. I pull back and put my hands up in the air. I look right in the face of a tall, muscular, skinhead. He has a baseball bat in his hands.
"Mmm. Do you wanna come to my place, Paul?", the woman seductively asks me.
I'm in a bar with Michael, Dustin, Nick and Chris. It's already way past 5 in the morning and there's not much people around anymore.
I look at my friends, and back at the girl. Or woman. She could be 20, she could be 30. She isn't that pretty, but she's worth the fuck.
"I'll just say bye to my friends, OK?", I say.
"OK, Paul."
A minute later, we're walking together to her apartment.
"You're different, you know that Paul?"
"Different from what?"
"From them. Your friends."
"How about that."
"I don't know. You're just different. I can sense that." She lights a cigarette and offers me one. Even though I don't smoke, I accept and we smoke together.
Her apartment is pretty girlish actually, you can see that no guy lives here. There are advertising posters on the wall for boybands. Several blond haired studs look me right in the face, there names written underneath.
The girl takes her shoes off and grabs a bottle of wine and two glasses. We sip the wine, cheap one, and start talking about all kind of things. The girl tells me that she thinks she's different from all the other scallies in this town. That she's smarter and better, all that kind of things. And she tells me that she wants to get out of this place. I personally think that she's too stupid to get out.
After a while talking she grabs my shirt and pulls me against her. Her glass falls and red wine goes all over the floor.
We start kissing on the couch. I'm on top, but she's clearly leading. She opens my shirt and pushes my chest against her big breasts. Her hands go between us to my crotch.
She squeezes my semi-erect cock and moans. "Mmm, I feel you like it, big boy."
The girl quickly unbuckles my belt and opens my zip. I pull my jeans and boxershort down until they're on my ankles. The girl takes my hand and puts it underneath her shirt. I grab her breast and start kneeding.
I feel her warm hands on my almost-hard knob. And while she jerks me, I open her jeans with my free hand.
When I've finally opened them she stops and takes them off, but she leaves her thong on.
She lies down on her back again and I put myself inbetween her legs. I kiss her legs and go down to her thong. With my tongue, I lick the skin around her thong. Then, I try to move her thong with my tongue, she giggles about it.
I take her thong off and start licking the girl. She's moaning out loud and I put my fingers in her pussy. First one finger, then two, finally three.
We have sex like this until she says she's getting her first orgasm.
I get up again, my big cock pointing out. She smiles at me and then smiles at my dick. She grabs it and puts it against my pussy, saying: "Fuck me, Paul. Do it good, and hard." I feel her warm flesh around my long penis and slowly push it in.
I know that now, when I fuck a girl for the first time, even though she's not a virgin anymore, even when she's the biggest slut you know, I still have to put it in slowly at first. I guess that's the only downside of having a huge cock.
I penetrate her for three or four times, and the front door opens. The lights go on. I pull back and put my hands up in the air. I look right in the face of a tall, muscular, skinhead. He has a baseball bat in his hands.
Part 11
"What the fuck are you doing with my girl?", the guy yells at me.
"I... I'm sorry. I didn't know. I..."
"You what? You fucking what?", the guy continues yelling.
I try to cover up my wet hard cock and grab some jeans. It turns out that they're the girl's jeans.
"Alvin! What the fuck are you doing in my fucking apartment!", the girl screams. She tries to cover up as well.
The guy ignores her and walks straight up to me. He swings the bat around and looks me right in the face.
"Why are you fucking her?", he asks.
"I dunno man, I... I..."
"You don't know? You don't know why you are fucking this girl?"
"Yeah, I just..."
"Like, all of a sudden you turned out to be lying here with your hard cock between her legs, pumping her?"
"No, it's just. I'm sorry man."
"You're sorry for what?"
"I don't know."
"So now you're sorry and you don't know what you're sorry for? Sorry for what?!"
"Sorry for having sex with your girl."
"She my girl? That's not my girl, are you?", he asks the girl.
"Fuck you, Alvin.", she replies.
"See, she's not my girl. But you have to answer one question. Why are you fucking her?"
"I don't know. We met in the pub and we talked and we liked each other and she asked me to go to her place so we went to her place.", I say.
"So you fucked her because you like her? Or you fucked her because she asked you to go to her place?"
"Both, I guess, both."
I'm still frightened to death, but the guy sits down next to me.
"Why don't you just say that you fucked her because you're a man and you like to fuck?!", he says.
The girl stands up and goes into the toilet.
"I don't know. I guess so. But don't get me wrong, I do like her.", I reply and I try to smile.
"I believe you, yeah.", the guy says. He gets up and yells to some people outside. "Okay guys, you can come in!"
"Who can come in?", I aks.
"Who do think?", the guy answers. And even before they're inside the apartment I can tell from their voices that it's Dustin, Michael, Nick and Chris.
They walk in, laughing at me.
"How'd you like this trick we played you, my friend?", Michael asks.
"I can still see the scare on your face!", Nick says.
"What the fuck are you doing with my girl?", the guy yells at me.
"I... I'm sorry. I didn't know. I..."
"You what? You fucking what?", the guy continues yelling.
I try to cover up my wet hard cock and grab some jeans. It turns out that they're the girl's jeans.
"Alvin! What the fuck are you doing in my fucking apartment!", the girl screams. She tries to cover up as well.
The guy ignores her and walks straight up to me. He swings the bat around and looks me right in the face.
"Why are you fucking her?", he asks.
"I dunno man, I... I..."
"You don't know? You don't know why you are fucking this girl?"
"Yeah, I just..."
"Like, all of a sudden you turned out to be lying here with your hard cock between her legs, pumping her?"
"No, it's just. I'm sorry man."
"You're sorry for what?"
"I don't know."
"So now you're sorry and you don't know what you're sorry for? Sorry for what?!"
"Sorry for having sex with your girl."
"She my girl? That's not my girl, are you?", he asks the girl.
"Fuck you, Alvin.", she replies.
"See, she's not my girl. But you have to answer one question. Why are you fucking her?"
"I don't know. We met in the pub and we talked and we liked each other and she asked me to go to her place so we went to her place.", I say.
"So you fucked her because you like her? Or you fucked her because she asked you to go to her place?"
"Both, I guess, both."
I'm still frightened to death, but the guy sits down next to me.
"Why don't you just say that you fucked her because you're a man and you like to fuck?!", he says.
The girl stands up and goes into the toilet.
"I don't know. I guess so. But don't get me wrong, I do like her.", I reply and I try to smile.
"I believe you, yeah.", the guy says. He gets up and yells to some people outside. "Okay guys, you can come in!"
"Who can come in?", I aks.
"Who do think?", the guy answers. And even before they're inside the apartment I can tell from their voices that it's Dustin, Michael, Nick and Chris.
They walk in, laughing at me.
"How'd you like this trick we played you, my friend?", Michael asks.
"I can still see the scare on your face!", Nick says.
123matthew321
Experimental Member
Part 12
It's one week later and Dustin and I are hanging out at Michael's place. We're all wearing a tracksuit, because it's so comfortable and watching Boogie Nights on TV, lying on Michaels big bed and imagining how life would be if we were porn starts.
"Imagine man. The cars, the villas, the parties...", Dustin says with desire in his voice.
"The girls, the sex. Don't forget the sex man. You get loads of sex and you even get payed for it.", Michael adds.
Dustin gets up and pokes my arm: "Really, think about it. It's fucking easy to become a pornstar, you just need to know the right people to really make it."
"There are thousands of guys just like us who tried to make it, but failed.", Michael says. "Don't forget that."
"I think it's worth a try man.", Dustin continues.
"I don't think my parents will like it.", I say.
"Forget about them man. My old folks don't care about what I do or with who.", Dustin says.
"Neither do mine.", Michael adds.
While I try to focus on the movie, Dustin and Michael keep listing the pro's and con's of a life in the sex business.
"You think you could make it in the porn business?", Dustin asks Michael.
"Dude? What do you think?", he says, sits down on his knees and pops his cock out. "What do you think with this damn fine snake I got here?"
"Hahaha. I know, I know. Yeah!", Dustin says. Michael doesn't settle for that and slaps his big soft cock against Dustin's face. "What do you think, you like it?", he keeps repeating.
"Stop it, stop it, you gay faggot.", Dustin says with a smile and he tries to cover his face with his hands, but Michael keeps pushing his cock against it.
"Say it's big.", Michael orders.
"It's big.", Dustin says.
"Say it's huge."
"It's huge. Now stop."
"Say you want it."
"Fuck you."
"Say it."
"I want it! Okay now!"
Michael stops pushing his cock in Dustin's face.
While they're still horsing around a little, I zap for some TV show or movie. Suddenly, some porn scene appears on the scene, and Michael says he wants to watch it.
Everybody is silent while some muscular dude fucks a girl in her ass on a beach.
After a few minutes, I look next to me and see that Michael and Dustin both have their hands in their trousers. I pretend that I'm still watching the porn, but from the corner of my eye, I look at Dustin's crotch. I notice that his right hand is making a squeezing movement.
I don't say anything and grab my own cock, slowly and gently massaging it to an erection.
"This shit is good man.", Dustin breaks the silence. "Makes me horny man."
Nobody gives any reaction. We just continue slowly jerking our cocks inside our trousers.
"I damn need some relieve, what about you?", Dustin says.
"Me too.", Michael says and they simultaneously pull their trousers down. Their hard cocks pop out and they start jerking. I join them and there we are, jerking ourselves next to each other.
"Come.", Michael says and just grabs Dustin's cock. Like it's the most normal thing in the world. Dustin grabs Michaels huge 9 inch cock and they jerk each other.
Then, Michael moves over and sits on his knees between Dustin and me. He's still jerking Dustin and now takes my cock in his other hand. He bends over, gives my glans a kiss, gives me a wink, and takes my dick in his mouth. He's jerking Dustin and sucking me.
Dustin puts his hand on my chest and softly squeezes my nipples while I put my hands behind my head. Dustin lowers his hand, towards my cock and while Michael is still sucking it, he grabs the base of it.
Michael stops sucking me and bends over to suck Dustin, while Dustin starts jerking me.
Then, Michael moves over again and sucks me, while he's jerking Dustin. He keeps moving back and forth like this until Dustin says he's about to come.
Dustin comes and with a loud and heavy moan, he shoots his load on his chest. Michael jerks him a little more and licks his cock and balls.
Michael lies down between Dustin and me, and he continues sucking me. He has his hands on my upper leg and one on my chest.
Dustin is sucking Michael, sitting between his legs.
Right when Michael takes my balls in his hand, I have to come.
"Come on my cock. Shoot it on my cock.", Michael says and I sit down on my knees next to him. Dustin backs off and I take Michaels big pole in my left hand, I jerk my cock with the other hand until I shoot my load right on Michaels cock.
When I lie down on the bed again, Michael sits on his knees next to me and grabs my cock. He does exactly the same as I did and shoots his big load on my cock.
It's one week later and Dustin and I are hanging out at Michael's place. We're all wearing a tracksuit, because it's so comfortable and watching Boogie Nights on TV, lying on Michaels big bed and imagining how life would be if we were porn starts.
"Imagine man. The cars, the villas, the parties...", Dustin says with desire in his voice.
"The girls, the sex. Don't forget the sex man. You get loads of sex and you even get payed for it.", Michael adds.
Dustin gets up and pokes my arm: "Really, think about it. It's fucking easy to become a pornstar, you just need to know the right people to really make it."
"There are thousands of guys just like us who tried to make it, but failed.", Michael says. "Don't forget that."
"I think it's worth a try man.", Dustin continues.
"I don't think my parents will like it.", I say.
"Forget about them man. My old folks don't care about what I do or with who.", Dustin says.
"Neither do mine.", Michael adds.
While I try to focus on the movie, Dustin and Michael keep listing the pro's and con's of a life in the sex business.
"You think you could make it in the porn business?", Dustin asks Michael.
"Dude? What do you think?", he says, sits down on his knees and pops his cock out. "What do you think with this damn fine snake I got here?"
"Hahaha. I know, I know. Yeah!", Dustin says. Michael doesn't settle for that and slaps his big soft cock against Dustin's face. "What do you think, you like it?", he keeps repeating.
"Stop it, stop it, you gay faggot.", Dustin says with a smile and he tries to cover his face with his hands, but Michael keeps pushing his cock against it.
"Say it's big.", Michael orders.
"It's big.", Dustin says.
"Say it's huge."
"It's huge. Now stop."
"Say you want it."
"Fuck you."
"Say it."
"I want it! Okay now!"
Michael stops pushing his cock in Dustin's face.
While they're still horsing around a little, I zap for some TV show or movie. Suddenly, some porn scene appears on the scene, and Michael says he wants to watch it.
Everybody is silent while some muscular dude fucks a girl in her ass on a beach.
After a few minutes, I look next to me and see that Michael and Dustin both have their hands in their trousers. I pretend that I'm still watching the porn, but from the corner of my eye, I look at Dustin's crotch. I notice that his right hand is making a squeezing movement.
I don't say anything and grab my own cock, slowly and gently massaging it to an erection.
"This shit is good man.", Dustin breaks the silence. "Makes me horny man."
Nobody gives any reaction. We just continue slowly jerking our cocks inside our trousers.
"I damn need some relieve, what about you?", Dustin says.
"Me too.", Michael says and they simultaneously pull their trousers down. Their hard cocks pop out and they start jerking. I join them and there we are, jerking ourselves next to each other.
"Come.", Michael says and just grabs Dustin's cock. Like it's the most normal thing in the world. Dustin grabs Michaels huge 9 inch cock and they jerk each other.
Then, Michael moves over and sits on his knees between Dustin and me. He's still jerking Dustin and now takes my cock in his other hand. He bends over, gives my glans a kiss, gives me a wink, and takes my dick in his mouth. He's jerking Dustin and sucking me.
Dustin puts his hand on my chest and softly squeezes my nipples while I put my hands behind my head. Dustin lowers his hand, towards my cock and while Michael is still sucking it, he grabs the base of it.
Michael stops sucking me and bends over to suck Dustin, while Dustin starts jerking me.
Then, Michael moves over again and sucks me, while he's jerking Dustin. He keeps moving back and forth like this until Dustin says he's about to come.
Dustin comes and with a loud and heavy moan, he shoots his load on his chest. Michael jerks him a little more and licks his cock and balls.
Michael lies down between Dustin and me, and he continues sucking me. He has his hands on my upper leg and one on my chest.
Dustin is sucking Michael, sitting between his legs.
Right when Michael takes my balls in his hand, I have to come.
"Come on my cock. Shoot it on my cock.", Michael says and I sit down on my knees next to him. Dustin backs off and I take Michaels big pole in my left hand, I jerk my cock with the other hand until I shoot my load right on Michaels cock.
When I lie down on the bed again, Michael sits on his knees next to me and grabs my cock. He does exactly the same as I did and shoots his big load on my cock.
Part 13
It's already getting dark and we're hanging in the car park of the local mall. There's nothing to do, apart from a load of schoolwork but I don't feel like doing that right now.
Dustin, Nick, Chris, Michael and I lean against Michaels car. The car's hifi system plays some loud music but I don't know the name of the performer.
Two girls walk by, hundred meters from where we stand. Michael gets up and whistles to them. First, they ignore him, but he persists and yells at them. When they turn around, they look at us, then recognize Michael and walk over to us.
One is called Becky and the other one Roxanne. They both look good, but they're dressed as sluts. I don't like them, but yet I won't reject them if the opportunity is there.
They keep hanging with us, and Chris gets some booze out of his bag. Everybody drinks some booze, and Nick gets some beer out of the trunk. Becky and Roxanne also drink beer, something I'm not very used to. The girls I used to date all disliked beer and only drank wine, and that's not a nice thing when you insist on paying for the girls.
Roxanne sits down next to me and she wants to know all about me, as she calls me 'the new kid in town'. Just when she says that, Michael interrupts her and says: "He's the guy I told you about, you remember?"
"What guy you told me about?"
"You know. At Devon's party, I told you about some new friend of me."
"Ooh, now I remember.", Roxanne says and she has a big smile on her face.
At first, I don't like her talking to me and asking all these question about where I'm from and why I moved here, but as Nick and Chris keep giving everybody more drinks, I start to like her more and more. Or maybe I don't like her more, but I just accept her a little more.
Roxanne is the typical trailer-trash. She's dumb. So dumb, she doesn't even know she's dumb. When our conversation miraculously turns to the subject of politics, she acts like she knows all about it. She pretends that she's the smart one and the politicians are stupid, and I wonder if she really genuinely thinks this or that it's just the alcohol. After her little monologue about present-day politics, I skilfully change the subject to her clothing, something she clearly has more affinity with.
The car park is empty now, except for us and some cars here and there. The mall is closed and there's nobody in sight.
The alcohol starts to do it's work, as both girls start acting pretty strange. Roxanne sits very close to me, and suddenly she puts her hand on my leg and her fingers go to my lap. Just when she does that, her friend Becky grabs Roxanne's keys and sets off.
Dustin, Nick, Chris, Michael and I watch how the two girls chase each other around the abandoned car park, laughing hysterically.
"You can have that Roxanne, you know?", Michael says.
"Yeah, I'm getting her signals.", I reply.
"She likes cock, man. Just do her. You can ever fuck her here, she's so into cock and sex.", Nick says.
"Roxanne is the biggest slut I've ever met.", Dustin adds.
I don't know whether their comments are a stimulus for me to get it on with Roxanne, but I don't really care actually. The alcohol has made me horny and while I watch Roxanne and Becky fooling around and think about what I want to do with her, my cock starts to grow.
Roxanne and Becky walk back to us, arms around each other, still laughing hysterically.
"We'll give you two some room.", Dustin says and they lean against the front of the car while I'm still leaning against the side.
Roxanne sits next to me again and we talk a little about all kind of things until there's a silence.
I take the initiative and kiss her on the mouth. She kisses me back, but then pushes me against the car and says: "Not here. Let's go somewhere, a little more private."
"Where?"
"Follow me."
I follow Roxanne who's now walking to the mall and look back to Michael and the rest. Dustin holds up his thumb to me and I give him the finger.
Roxanne leads me to a spot between a wall of the mall and some trees and bushes. There's hardly any light but my eyes get used to it. On the sand floor, there are empty beer cans, plastic, one sock and a used condom. Only a couple of metres further is the road and as the cars pass by, they lit our place but they can't see us because of the bushes.
Roxanne pulls me against her and we start to make out. I'm a little hesitating, and put my hands on her back. But Roxanne grabs my hands and puts one on her breast and one on her ass.
She's a wild girls and firmly pushes me against her. I've got both hands underneath her shirt, on her tits and I feel my cock getting bigger. Roxanne opens my jeans and they fall down to my ankles. My cock is almost rock hard and Roxanne feels my bulge pressing against her. She puts her hands on my bare ass and we start dry humping. My cock gets harder and harder as I bump my lap against her lap.
I shove her skirt up and my fingers slide into her panty. After I start fingering her, she puts her hand on my cock and jerks me. While she exposes my huge cock, she says things like 'Oh, it's so big', 'Fuck me with that huge cock' and 'I want to feel that pole inside me!'.
I comply and while she leans against the wall, I push my cock into her pussy and we start fucking. Her back rubs over the wall but she doesn't matter, and neither do I.
I've got the right rhythm and keep penetrating. When I say I'm about to come, she pushes me back, jerks my cock and takes it into her mouth. I come inside her mouth and she swallows it all.
After this quicky, I stand there in the bushes, with my pants still down on my ankles and Roxanne puts her panty back on. I put my jeans up and together we walk back to the parking lot, but Michaels car is nowhere.
It's already getting dark and we're hanging in the car park of the local mall. There's nothing to do, apart from a load of schoolwork but I don't feel like doing that right now.
Dustin, Nick, Chris, Michael and I lean against Michaels car. The car's hifi system plays some loud music but I don't know the name of the performer.
Two girls walk by, hundred meters from where we stand. Michael gets up and whistles to them. First, they ignore him, but he persists and yells at them. When they turn around, they look at us, then recognize Michael and walk over to us.
One is called Becky and the other one Roxanne. They both look good, but they're dressed as sluts. I don't like them, but yet I won't reject them if the opportunity is there.
They keep hanging with us, and Chris gets some booze out of his bag. Everybody drinks some booze, and Nick gets some beer out of the trunk. Becky and Roxanne also drink beer, something I'm not very used to. The girls I used to date all disliked beer and only drank wine, and that's not a nice thing when you insist on paying for the girls.
Roxanne sits down next to me and she wants to know all about me, as she calls me 'the new kid in town'. Just when she says that, Michael interrupts her and says: "He's the guy I told you about, you remember?"
"What guy you told me about?"
"You know. At Devon's party, I told you about some new friend of me."
"Ooh, now I remember.", Roxanne says and she has a big smile on her face.
At first, I don't like her talking to me and asking all these question about where I'm from and why I moved here, but as Nick and Chris keep giving everybody more drinks, I start to like her more and more. Or maybe I don't like her more, but I just accept her a little more.
Roxanne is the typical trailer-trash. She's dumb. So dumb, she doesn't even know she's dumb. When our conversation miraculously turns to the subject of politics, she acts like she knows all about it. She pretends that she's the smart one and the politicians are stupid, and I wonder if she really genuinely thinks this or that it's just the alcohol. After her little monologue about present-day politics, I skilfully change the subject to her clothing, something she clearly has more affinity with.
The car park is empty now, except for us and some cars here and there. The mall is closed and there's nobody in sight.
The alcohol starts to do it's work, as both girls start acting pretty strange. Roxanne sits very close to me, and suddenly she puts her hand on my leg and her fingers go to my lap. Just when she does that, her friend Becky grabs Roxanne's keys and sets off.
Dustin, Nick, Chris, Michael and I watch how the two girls chase each other around the abandoned car park, laughing hysterically.
"You can have that Roxanne, you know?", Michael says.
"Yeah, I'm getting her signals.", I reply.
"She likes cock, man. Just do her. You can ever fuck her here, she's so into cock and sex.", Nick says.
"Roxanne is the biggest slut I've ever met.", Dustin adds.
I don't know whether their comments are a stimulus for me to get it on with Roxanne, but I don't really care actually. The alcohol has made me horny and while I watch Roxanne and Becky fooling around and think about what I want to do with her, my cock starts to grow.
Roxanne and Becky walk back to us, arms around each other, still laughing hysterically.
"We'll give you two some room.", Dustin says and they lean against the front of the car while I'm still leaning against the side.
Roxanne sits next to me again and we talk a little about all kind of things until there's a silence.
I take the initiative and kiss her on the mouth. She kisses me back, but then pushes me against the car and says: "Not here. Let's go somewhere, a little more private."
"Where?"
"Follow me."
I follow Roxanne who's now walking to the mall and look back to Michael and the rest. Dustin holds up his thumb to me and I give him the finger.
Roxanne leads me to a spot between a wall of the mall and some trees and bushes. There's hardly any light but my eyes get used to it. On the sand floor, there are empty beer cans, plastic, one sock and a used condom. Only a couple of metres further is the road and as the cars pass by, they lit our place but they can't see us because of the bushes.
Roxanne pulls me against her and we start to make out. I'm a little hesitating, and put my hands on her back. But Roxanne grabs my hands and puts one on her breast and one on her ass.
She's a wild girls and firmly pushes me against her. I've got both hands underneath her shirt, on her tits and I feel my cock getting bigger. Roxanne opens my jeans and they fall down to my ankles. My cock is almost rock hard and Roxanne feels my bulge pressing against her. She puts her hands on my bare ass and we start dry humping. My cock gets harder and harder as I bump my lap against her lap.
I shove her skirt up and my fingers slide into her panty. After I start fingering her, she puts her hand on my cock and jerks me. While she exposes my huge cock, she says things like 'Oh, it's so big', 'Fuck me with that huge cock' and 'I want to feel that pole inside me!'.
I comply and while she leans against the wall, I push my cock into her pussy and we start fucking. Her back rubs over the wall but she doesn't matter, and neither do I.
I've got the right rhythm and keep penetrating. When I say I'm about to come, she pushes me back, jerks my cock and takes it into her mouth. I come inside her mouth and she swallows it all.
After this quicky, I stand there in the bushes, with my pants still down on my ankles and Roxanne puts her panty back on. I put my jeans up and together we walk back to the parking lot, but Michaels car is nowhere.
Part 14
We've both left our cell phones in Michael's car, so there's nobody we can contact.
Roxanne takes me to her house, which isn't far from the parking lot.
Her parents are at a party two blocks away, but her brother is in the living room with some friends, watching a Bruce Willis movie. Becky, who we just met at the mall is watching with them and she greets Roxanne and me. She explains that Michael wanted to joke with me, that's why he left us behind.
Roxanne takes me upstairs, to her own room and I thought she only took me to her place so I could make a phone call to Michael, but maybe she wants some more. While I walk behind her on the stairs, peeking underneath her skirt, I wonder what I should do if she wants to fuck me again. I don't really know if I want to fuck her again, I just did her twenty minutes ago.
When I'm in her room, I sit on her bed and try to contact Michael. He doesn't answer his phone and I try Dustin and Nick and Chris but they don't answer their phones either. Roxanne is standing at the window, she's looking through it but I can't imagine there's much to see as there is a big grey building in front of the house. I look at her and I feel nothing. Roxanne is more an object than a person to me and instead of thinking about her feelings, I focus on what I want to do with this situation. I mean, I'm here in this strange, cheap house and there's a slutty girl I just fucked standing two feet away from me. I decide to fuck her again.
As if she can read my mind, she turns to me and smiles. I smile back, reach to her and say: "Come here."
She takes a step towards me, takes my hand, but says nothing. I pull Roxanne against me and press her tits in my face and kiss her neck. She gets on her knees on the bed, each knee at one side of me and bends over to kiss me back. I grab her shirt and jank it down so one tit gets out and I lick her nipple. I put my other hand underneath her skirt and feel her panty with my fingertips. It's still wet.
"I don't know. I don't know." she protests, but that is of no use to me. I say nothing and just continue and slide my fingers further up against her panty.
We now lie on the bed, I'm on my back and she's above me.
I've now got three fingers inside her wet pussy and she doesn't protest any more. The slut just shuts her eyes and likes it.
She moves her body all around but places her hands next to my head instead of on my cock.
So while I keep fingering her, I open my jeans and pull my boxer short down. Maybe she'll get the hint.
She doesn't.
I jerk myself and start moaning.
She still doesn't get the hint.
I rub my semi erect cock against her bare leg.
She gets the idea and jerks me.
Suddenly, I get the feeling that I need to get away. I don't know what the hell I'm doing here, and I want to go home. Why on earth am I fingering this girl, and most of all: why is she jerking me so lousily? Is she drunk or what?
When my cock is hard, I shove her skirt up and bump my cock inside her cunt. I feel all the muscles in her body contract and she puts her hands on my shoulders and pushes me firmly against the mattress. She looks at me with great anger and though I kind of know that I'm not being the sweetest lover now, I still ask her: "What the fuck is wrong?"
"Don't do it!" she snaps at me.
"Don't do what?!"
"Don't fuck me!"
"Then what the hell are we doing?!"
"Just don't bang your cock inside me like that. I don't want it."
"You don't want me to fuck you?"
"No."
"You remember we just fucked, like 30 minutes ago?"
"I don't want to get pregnant."
"You don't want to get pregnant?"
"No, I don't. Do you want to get pregnant?"
I rub my wet cock against her leg and say: "This is a cock. I can't get pregnant."
"Funny. Just don't fuck me, I don't want to get pregnant."
"Is that all? You just don't want to get pregnant?"
Roxanne looks questionably at me and says deliberately: "Yes."
"Then ... get ... me ... a ... fucking ... condom."
Roxanne quietly looks at me and for a moment I think she's going to throw me out. But she's just not the kind of girl to throw a hot guy like me with an exposed 9 incher out of a house. She mumbles something, gets up and grabs a condom out of a drawer and throws it at me. "Here" she says and I put it on.
Roxanne gets on top of me again and we start fucking. It's me that set the tempo and she just complies with it. I know she likes me to lick her tits or something like that but I only lick her tits when I want to, not when she wants me to.
I know Roxanne is just too sick and tired of me now that she won't give me blowjob any more, so I don't even ask for it.
I turn her around and fuck her in missionary position while she avoids my glance.
After I shoot my load inside the condom (something I really hate) I take my cock out and Roxanne adjusts her skirt. I've still got my shirt on and my jeans are on my knees. Carefully, I take the condom off and all of a sudden the door swings open and Becky walks in. She just stands there in the opening of the door, gazes at my cock and her mouth falls open.
"That is. Huge." she says and she takes a step forward. "Let me take a look at it."
"Oooh no!" I say. "I've totally had it today."
Becky wants to get a closer look but I manage to take the condom off and without tying a knot in it, I throw in the dustbin, fold my semi-hard cock inside my jeans and walk out of there.
We've both left our cell phones in Michael's car, so there's nobody we can contact.
Roxanne takes me to her house, which isn't far from the parking lot.
Her parents are at a party two blocks away, but her brother is in the living room with some friends, watching a Bruce Willis movie. Becky, who we just met at the mall is watching with them and she greets Roxanne and me. She explains that Michael wanted to joke with me, that's why he left us behind.
Roxanne takes me upstairs, to her own room and I thought she only took me to her place so I could make a phone call to Michael, but maybe she wants some more. While I walk behind her on the stairs, peeking underneath her skirt, I wonder what I should do if she wants to fuck me again. I don't really know if I want to fuck her again, I just did her twenty minutes ago.
When I'm in her room, I sit on her bed and try to contact Michael. He doesn't answer his phone and I try Dustin and Nick and Chris but they don't answer their phones either. Roxanne is standing at the window, she's looking through it but I can't imagine there's much to see as there is a big grey building in front of the house. I look at her and I feel nothing. Roxanne is more an object than a person to me and instead of thinking about her feelings, I focus on what I want to do with this situation. I mean, I'm here in this strange, cheap house and there's a slutty girl I just fucked standing two feet away from me. I decide to fuck her again.
As if she can read my mind, she turns to me and smiles. I smile back, reach to her and say: "Come here."
She takes a step towards me, takes my hand, but says nothing. I pull Roxanne against me and press her tits in my face and kiss her neck. She gets on her knees on the bed, each knee at one side of me and bends over to kiss me back. I grab her shirt and jank it down so one tit gets out and I lick her nipple. I put my other hand underneath her skirt and feel her panty with my fingertips. It's still wet.
"I don't know. I don't know." she protests, but that is of no use to me. I say nothing and just continue and slide my fingers further up against her panty.
We now lie on the bed, I'm on my back and she's above me.
I've now got three fingers inside her wet pussy and she doesn't protest any more. The slut just shuts her eyes and likes it.
She moves her body all around but places her hands next to my head instead of on my cock.
So while I keep fingering her, I open my jeans and pull my boxer short down. Maybe she'll get the hint.
She doesn't.
I jerk myself and start moaning.
She still doesn't get the hint.
I rub my semi erect cock against her bare leg.
She gets the idea and jerks me.
Suddenly, I get the feeling that I need to get away. I don't know what the hell I'm doing here, and I want to go home. Why on earth am I fingering this girl, and most of all: why is she jerking me so lousily? Is she drunk or what?
When my cock is hard, I shove her skirt up and bump my cock inside her cunt. I feel all the muscles in her body contract and she puts her hands on my shoulders and pushes me firmly against the mattress. She looks at me with great anger and though I kind of know that I'm not being the sweetest lover now, I still ask her: "What the fuck is wrong?"
"Don't do it!" she snaps at me.
"Don't do what?!"
"Don't fuck me!"
"Then what the hell are we doing?!"
"Just don't bang your cock inside me like that. I don't want it."
"You don't want me to fuck you?"
"No."
"You remember we just fucked, like 30 minutes ago?"
"I don't want to get pregnant."
"You don't want to get pregnant?"
"No, I don't. Do you want to get pregnant?"
I rub my wet cock against her leg and say: "This is a cock. I can't get pregnant."
"Funny. Just don't fuck me, I don't want to get pregnant."
"Is that all? You just don't want to get pregnant?"
Roxanne looks questionably at me and says deliberately: "Yes."
"Then ... get ... me ... a ... fucking ... condom."
Roxanne quietly looks at me and for a moment I think she's going to throw me out. But she's just not the kind of girl to throw a hot guy like me with an exposed 9 incher out of a house. She mumbles something, gets up and grabs a condom out of a drawer and throws it at me. "Here" she says and I put it on.
Roxanne gets on top of me again and we start fucking. It's me that set the tempo and she just complies with it. I know she likes me to lick her tits or something like that but I only lick her tits when I want to, not when she wants me to.
I know Roxanne is just too sick and tired of me now that she won't give me blowjob any more, so I don't even ask for it.
I turn her around and fuck her in missionary position while she avoids my glance.
After I shoot my load inside the condom (something I really hate) I take my cock out and Roxanne adjusts her skirt. I've still got my shirt on and my jeans are on my knees. Carefully, I take the condom off and all of a sudden the door swings open and Becky walks in. She just stands there in the opening of the door, gazes at my cock and her mouth falls open.
"That is. Huge." she says and she takes a step forward. "Let me take a look at it."
"Oooh no!" I say. "I've totally had it today."
Becky wants to get a closer look but I manage to take the condom off and without tying a knot in it, I throw in the dustbin, fold my semi-hard cock inside my jeans and walk out of there.
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