Jack and Bill

By C

Published on Jun 15, 2020

Gay

That night, naked again to stay cool in bed on a hot summer night, Jack couldn't stop thinking about what had happened at the pond. It had been in the back of his mind all evening and now that he was alone in his room he let it come to the front. His friend's ass had felt like a pussy really, but tighter, gripping his finger - he let the memory fill his senses as hot blood filled his growing erection. Had Bill really started rocking back and forth, so that he was fucking himself with Jack's finger? Yes, it couldn't have been unintentional. Jack had begun imagining that it was his cock sliding in and out of his buddy's asshole and that's what had given him the erection he'd needed to hide. Now he threw off the sticky sheet and lay on his bed, fully exposed in the moonlight, one hand stroking his straining-hard cock. He brought the other up to his face to do what he'd been wanting to since that afternoon: see if there was still a whiff of his friend's ass on the finger that had penetrated him. It was nasty, sniffing for the smell of another guy's asshole, nasty and wrong, but then why did his cock throb and swell as he inhaled, catching the faintest trace of Bill's butt? He sniffed again, deeper this time, his other hand pumping his dick faster. Jack opened his mouth and slid his finger in, sucking on it, pushing it in and out as his hips bucked and he spurted rope after rope of warm cum onto his heaving chest and belly.Jack lay there, his torso dripping with semen, breathing hard and feeling confused. He usually cleaned himself up after masturbating, wiping up his jizz with a tee shirt or undershorts from his laundry basket, but tonight he lay there as the cum pooled on his belly and dripped down his sides. This was new, but then so was fingering his buddy's ass. So was sucking on that finger while he jerked off. Tonight, he liked the feeling of cum on his skin, and he began rubbing it around, spreading the still warm stuff all over his belly and chest. He brought his messy hands up to his face, sniffing and then tasting his own ejaculate. Soon he was smearing cum all over his face, imagining what it would be like to have a guy, or several guys, shoot directly onto him. He licked his lips, wanted more, scooped what remained off his stomach and into his mouth, swirling and then swallowing it down. His slippery hand returned to his still-hard cock and, with the taste of semen in his mouth and a vision of Bill's tight asshole, hanging balls, and hardening cock in his mind, Jack came again.

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