He moved his other hand to cup above the shaft, as if warming himself
at its heat. Then slowly he began a two hand movement - the lower hand
a gentle fist the lower joints of whose fingers formed a knobbly gaycocksucking flat
platform moving along the underside of the penis, while the other hand
formed a coving arched over the fist, gently trapping the shaft be-
tween them. Slowly it moved up and down the tool, sometimes gripping
enough to move the skin over the hard shaft, sometimes barely grazing
it.
"You want me to send Craig back?" he asked the kid. "I don't know ... do you have to go? " he asked John
while stroking his cock under the covers.
"Yes," I barely whispered, "and I see something I've wanted for almost 16
years. Can I have it?" "Seems only right.
And as both promised, Chance's orgasm was so violent,
Andre had to hold him down ... which seemed to add to
the orgasm. "Shit ... why did you gaycocksucking guys do that?" he said as he lay
there exhausted from the ordeal. "Thought you'd like it and it IS your birthday, isn't
it?"
"Don't cry. Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of, Molly. I saw you
looking at me, at all the girls.
