Billy
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1999 ° All Rights Reserved
“Sure.. Why, do I look dead or something?”
“No... Just freaked maybe?”
“Freaked? Why.... uh.... no ... no not at all”
“Cool”
With that, Mike simply rolled off of Billy and then stood up. He started to walk around
the room, taking in the various objects that littered the room. The incident
seemingly forgotten. Billy stared as Mike walked around, touching this
model, running his hand over this poster, glancing over the books in the
bookshelves. IT was as if nothing had happened, and yet as Billy slowly
moved his hand down, he could feel the huge wet patch on his jeans. It had
happened and Mike had simply ignored it.
Mike could feel Billy’s eyes on his back. Thoughts of seeing Billy naked were running
through his mind. His own cock was still pressed hard up against his jeans,
which is why he kept his back to his friend.
For almost twenty minutes Mike managed to keep his back to Billy. Slowly his mind was
able to push aside images of a naked Billy, and his cock was slowly able to
relax and return to its limp state. With that accomplished, Mike became more
animate and started asking questions about some of the paraphernalia in the
room.
When he got to the computer he almost busted a gut. Damn it Billy he had exclaimed,
when he saw the huge machine and all the fancy gizmo’s around it.
“Sure your dad doesn’t own a computer company? Man you got everything here.... holy
shit man... scanner, printer…. color no less. And fuck you even got a
camera too.... man you must have a blast on this thing... is it hooked up
the net?”
“Hehe… yeah it is.. And no he doesn’t but it is a nice one... he figured he might
as well get the works… save him later on from all my nagging.. Hehe but Taylor uses it too..”
“Cool man... so come on... show me how it works...”
“Why? Don’t you
have one?”
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