I slowly fondled my cock, waiting for something to happen. He groaned and his big hand petted my hair. Thank you, sir. So we were playing that game, huh? “Damn, that was quick. He let go of me, and I collapsed forward, my head swimming in languid orgasmic bliss. I wrung myself dry thinking of Big Frank, but at the same time, the shame of all those embarrassing things I said was starting to set in too. It only took three strokes and my cock erupted in milky streams all over the toilet seat. “Oh. So we were playing that game, huh? With little resistance, his cock sank into my sopping hole and inched in until the base was against my ass. “That’s a bad boy, Georgy. You’re trying to get back at FJ for hurting your feelings, huh?”
“Fuck FJ.” I undid the front of his shorts causing his fat red monster to spring out from its confines with a hefty bob.
