Billy
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The
sound of his voice startled him slightly and he opened his eyes. He looked
around at the steamy mist and then leaned back once more and continued where
he had left off. His hand continued to stroke his fully erect penis, and
every other time he reached his cock head he would pinch it every so
lightly.
Mike
was
good looking way back then, but now, now he was one fucking super hot
stud, or so Billy thought. It was totally amazing the way he looked, all
filled out and the way the muscles on his arms and shoulders seemed to bulge
out. Even in the loose t-shirt he wore on Saturday, you could tell he had
muscles. To just feel those arms around his waist would be heaven, to be
held within that full body would be beyond heaven and yet it was just Mike.
The whole day had passed as if they had never really been apart and now
Billy’s hand was really moving fast.
His
breathing was getting very shallow as images of Mike’s hot butt floated
past his eyes. He even could see the way it filled each crease of the jeans,
and stretched the middle seam as he had bent over. There was no denying that
Mike was hot. Even when he had pushed Billy fully clothed into the pool, it
was like something out of a love story, but without the mad passionate sex.
Well, at least not yet.
Billy
felt his balls sling themselves upwards, as his time was coming. The mere
thought of Mike’s bare chest, glistening in the late afternoon sunshine
was enough to send him over the edge and his penis started to jerk in his
hand. Gobs of his boy cream came flooding out between his fingers as the
vision of Mike’s perfect pink nipples flashed across his face.
He
stood there, panting as his cock continued to jerk on its own. Load of his
hot milk came flooding out to mingle with the warm shower spray and push
past its curtain to splatter against the glass shower stall doors. His legs
ached and were rubber like as the final spasm of his ejaculation roared
through his body. His heart was still beating a mile a second and yet he
felt like he could do it all again, if only Mike was to open the shower
doors.
Billy waited, his eyes
glued to the opaque glass doors, as if waiting for a sign that they would be
thrown open by his man. Damn.. now he was getting silly, calling Mike his
man, but the ache in his heart and his groin seemed to think otherwise.
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