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The former title was Straight curious and his dad too. The story is now completely different. I had to remove topics that were not approved for the site. Hopefully you enjoy the revamped version.
Reader beware you’re in for a boner.
I’m Sebastian I’m 21, 6’1 and about 185lbs. I consider myself attractive. I try to take care of myself.
My best friend is Elijah he’s 23. “Eli” as I call him is a typical country boy. He is 6’4 220lbs brown hair and green eyes. He has a baby face but tries to hide it with a scruffy beard.
I moved from Seattle to Tennessee. The area and toxic atmosphere was leading me down a dangerous path. I realized early that I needed to leave. I actually saw an ad for “Visit TN for the clean mountain air”. Talk about a sign.
I didn’t know anyone when I enrolled in school. In order to start classes I had to take what was available. It included a 7:30am biology class. Eli enrolled in the class thinking he’d have more free time if he took earlier classes. He was asleep for most of the class. He invited me to dinner with him and John often.
John is Eli’s dad. He is in his mid 40’s. Stands about 5’10 and has the body that says he was a heartbreaker in the past. He is a ginger, though he’d never admit it. He claims he is a strawberry-blonde. He is often found by his pool, shirtless and his marine tattoo is a reminder of his wilder days.
I consider myself curious. I say if I’m invited to dinner then I’ll eat. Eli on the other hand has a girlfriend Ali short for Allison. The same one since high school. I’m sure you can close your eyes and picture her. Messy hair in a bun all the time, baggy flannel shirt, shorts and flip flops with her colorful toenails. She’s fun to be around but controlling. She tries to hide it but it’s obvious. Eli just rolls his eyes and lets it go. They are loud fuckers. Literally, she moans like a whore being branded. Then again I’ve seen Eli and it could scrape the lining out. Bizarrely we have the same tool. Like exactly. He has two veins that run down the shaft when he is hard. Mine is pale pink but no vein. We measured one night. Same size, same girth.
Eli got drunk one night and decided to get a tattoo. Luckily it wasn’t some girl’s name on his arm. It was a bear paw on his right shoulder blade. I remember this night vividly. It’s the first time we ever fooled around.
Eli and Ali had a huge fight. She wanted him to drive down to South Carolina to meet her girlfriends at the beach. He didn’t want to chance his pos jeep with the journey. They fought and he left his phone on the table and we went out. He stopped to piss and the shop Nextdoor was a tattoo parlor. Two hours later he came out with a permanent bear wound. We had been drinking heavily so his dad picked us up and brought us to his house.
Eli’s shoulder is wrapped in plastic used for leftovers. First to go was his shirt. Then his shorts. It’s normal for us to chill in just basketball shorts or boxers. I went upstairs to get another beer and ran into John raiding the pantry. Shirtless, gym shorts with a drawstring ready to give out any second. Tied to a size much larger than needed. He is free balling all the time. I’ve seen that man’s peach fuzz covered ass more than my own. Tonight I got a new view, papa John has a bush. He ran his hand on my back and yelled down to Eli not to stay up too late and lock the door. I get downstairs and Eli is spread out on the couch. One leg propped up as he plays Call of Duty. I sit on one end of the couch and drink my beer. I look over and see his dick just flopped out on the couch. I laugh and flick it. He looks down and reacts with a laugh. “Don’t flick it, suck it”. I knew he was teasing but I sat down my beer and just did as he asked. It took a few seconds for the feeling to register in his brain. He didn’t freak out or anything. He just pulled his shorts further to one leg and watched me suck. Didn’t take him long to get hard. Dude could drown someone with his precum. I got down in the floor to angle myself better. He stood up and took off his shorts. He told me to stand up and take off mine. I was already full hard at this point. That’s when the comparison became obvious. The same dicks just different skin tones. So I asked him “you want to see what it’s like to suck your own cock?” We got in the floor in the 69 position. Let me tell you that boy can suck a cock. I’ve only ever gotten off from head one time. Maybe it was the thrill of it or the beer. Him sucking in the same rhythm that I was sucking him had me ready to cum. I knew he was close too. We both just let it go. I swallowed and swallowed. He just spit it on the rug. “Ali has never made me nut that fast. Damn boy!”
We never really did more than the occasional jerking or sucking over the next few months. Summer in the south is mostly spent outdoors. So pool days and ATV rides in the woods. Ali was over a lot so I got comfortable hanging out with John.
One night we were cleaning up after a barbecue. Making small talk and we hear moaning coming from upstairs. The happy couple were going at it again. I look over at John and he just grins and we finish moving the chairs back into place. I sit on the couch in the living room and John (wearing those old red shorts again) comes in with two glass beer bottles. “Here, try mine it taste better in a bottle”
Our hands touch for a millisecond. He sits down next to me and we get a few sips in before moaning Myrtle starts again. Eli must be eating her because you can hear faint slurping sounds. “Enough of that. Can’t stand to hear her talk let alone climax” John says. “That’s not her climax, trust me it makes your ears ring” I said before taking another swig of beer.
John turns on the tv and some car restoration show is on. The sound successfully covers the moaning. John takes a big drink “God, I hope he wears protection. I don’t want to be a grandpa this early.” I slap his thigh and tell him “yes he wears them. I’ve found them flung around the apartment. We keep Magnum stocked”. John laughs sits down his beer after a quick drink. He gets up and goes to his wallet on the kitchen counter and comes back. He pulls out a condom from one of the pockets. It’s a gold magnum and he hands it to me. “Well now I know where he gets it from! You’re a secret playboy.” I said teasingly. I flip over the back and it’s expired. “Uh..John pal, this is expired. Trying to give Eli a sibling?” I said before killing my beer. He took the condom from my hand and looked at it. “I’ll be damned, guess I haven’t had a use for it in a while”. Elijah’s mother wanted another kid so I never wore them. Then when she ran off I bought them. Took a while before I could bring myself to use them. Guess this is a reminder of my revenge conquests.” He said before abruptly changing the subject. “I’ll get us another round” he disappeared into the garage.
Shortly John returned carrying a half-empty box of corona. He restocked the refrigerator and grabbed lime salt. “These are colder, came from the fridge out back. That beast will outlive us all” he said rushing to the couch. Speaking of beast, John has been working out. The veins in his arms are showing more predominantly. Balls must be heavy by the ways his red shorts are swinging as he walks. He gets to the couch and stands there for a second. I sit up on the edge of the couch. His crotch is inches from my face. I can feel the heat from his thighs on my arms. He’s listening to see if they are done upstairs. Silence! He hands me a beer and then sits down. He slaps the back of the remote and adjusts the volume down.
A few minutes go by and we hear doors open and close. Then the sound of the shower turning on. Eli comes down the stairs and grabs something out of the refrigerator. As he passes he points to the coffee table “might have to use that in a minute” then winks and runs up with two beers. John quickly looks at the table and grabs his wallet and the condom. Before he puts it away I snatch it from him.
“Should I put it on. Show it what real meat feels like?” I said cocky as I drink my beer.
“Let me just say I stuff it in there like a sausage roll expecting that any second the sides will give out”. He said confidently. I choke on my beer with that statement.
“I’ll give you that one. That was a good line. Besides with those old ass shorts I’ve pretty much seen it all. Butt cheeks going up the stairs and the other night I saw the bush and part of the log! Might be time to retire those shorts”.
John looks down at his waistband and runs his thumb under it.
“Yeah, these were my mowing shorts. They’re just too damn comfortable to throw out.” He fiddles with the knot that’s tied in the worn shorts.
“What do you mean bush?” John pulls his thumb down towards his thighs exposing his crotch.
“Trim the leafs to see more of the tree.”
I look over and my best friend’s dad is showing off his manscaping skills. His dick is tucked just out of sight.
I laugh and say “looks like mine. I sit down my beer and pull down my trunks. Trimmed similarly to him.
“I trim often and shave the balls and taint”.
Workouts leave me smelling musty so less hair cuts down on that. John looks at my crotch until I let the elastic band go back into place. FLAP!
He looks down at his and said something like “Glad to see I’m still with the trends. I’ve been working out more.” He said less confident as earlier.
“Yeah, I can tell. I see them veins bulging” I said trying to boost his ego a bit. He flexes a bit and goes
“Veins bulge on me for sure. My arms, my neck when I’m mad and other places when the bloods pumping”.
He takes a long drink of his beer.
“Now I’m convinced it’s a family thing! I’ve seen Eli and let’s say the veins are defined on his tree branch too.”
John laughs and takes his free hand and puts his thumb back under his waistband.
“Is that so? These two veins run straight down to the head”.
He has now pulled his shorts so low the base of his dick is showing. He is much wider than us. Easily 2-inches wide and he’s soft!
“Like racing stripes”
I said horse. Another drink and then I sit the bottle on the table. I take my now freed hand and slide it onto John’s trimmed pubes. I quickly guide it down to his thighs where his cock is tucked. He gasps as I wrap my hand around it and give it a squeeze.
“Ah, w-what? your hands are cold from the bottle!” He exclaimed.
I kept rubbing and felt him getting harder. At one point it flopped on to his thigh and inflated like a pool float. It didn’t take long before his pink cock was throbbing in my hand. No lie, I had never seen a cock so thick. I could barely close my hand around it. John slid his hand into my shorts and gave a few quick tugs. I was as hard as I had ever been in my life. John removed his hand from my waist and laid it on the back of the couch. I took that as a hint.
I scooted closer to him and took my hand and stood his cock straight up at me. I leaned over and slowly took the head of John’s cock in my mouth. I could taste the salty precum and hints of dial soap. I tried to wrap my tongue around it but couldn’t. So I just sucked and ran my tongue along the inside of his shaft. I could hear John sighing as I rolled my tongue on it. He put his hand on my head as encouragement to go further.
I’m a champion, but I will admit my defeat. I think he grew harder realizing I couldn’t get down to the base. I bobbed my head and sucked like I was being judged by a professional. I looked at John and his head was back eyes closed. He was in ecstasy. I watched him suck his index finger. I focused on the task at hand. It wasn’t long before I was reunited with that finger. John slipped his hand into my trunks. I could feel him cupping my cheek. He rubbed his finger over my smooth hole. He did this a few times like he has a routine. Then he returned his index finger to his mouth and sucked loudly. I knew what was coming and I was willing. He slid his wet finger deep into my ass. Teasing the ring with a slow motion rhythm. My moaning caused this dick to jolt. I sped up and so did he.
“I need to cum. Please don’t stop.” He moaned.
I kept sucking and squeezing his thick balls. He was so close, I could feel it swelling. The shower turned off upstairs and the curtain was pushed back. John’s eyes opened and he looked down at me.
“keep going, don’t stop!” he said in a normal tone of voice like he was talking to the tv.
He let out a guttural moan and floods of hot jiz filled my throat. I didn’t get a chance to swallow before it rushed down my throat. The bathroom door opened and Ali is laughing and kissing Eli. John pushes my head back down on his cock for one last taste and then jumps up and heads for the garage. I quickly sit up and tuck my raging boner into the elastic of my shorts.
The couple comes down the stairs and start messing in the kitchen.
“Is the bathroom free?” I ask.
“Yeah! or just use the one beside the garage” Eli said stuffing his face.
“Your dad’s in there” I said as I peaked the stairs.
“God help us” I heard Eli say as I closed the bathroom door.
The bathroom was steamed from the shower. Almost unbearable. I bearly caught my breath and now I can nearly breathe in here. This is how I die. The autopsy will show that the victim died of suffocation with a liter of cum in his system. Did that just happen? Did I just suck off.. my thoughts wandered. I wiped the mirror and looked into my eyes. I’m awake, not dreaming.
I glance down to see my dick is still rock hard. I wrap my hand around it, still wet from John’s precum. I start stroking myself. Faster and faster and the images flood my mind. Me sucking John. Him moaning and did he finger me? He did! I could still feel his long finger probing my prostate. Waves of jizz hit the sink in spurts. The sound has so much force it sounded like bb’s hitting a target. I collapse on the counter long enough to see the door-handle jiggle.
Ali calls out from the other side of the door
“is my phone in there?”
I glance over my cum drenched hand and see a large screen light up. It has drops of my load on the screen. Causing it to light up.
“Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute” I yelled to the door.
I quickly clean up and open the door.
Ali is standing at the door. Eli is in his room across the hall and appears to be putting on swimming trunks. In the brief time it took to walk around Ali I got a full view of Eli’s semi hard cock. Man that boy is beautiful. I’m quickly pulled from my trance as John yells for us to hurry up he turned on the pool jets.
Ali closes the bathroom door and Eli and I start down the stairs. He grabs my ass and sticks his finger to my hole. I jump and miss a step nearly falling down the stairs. “I hit your spot there Sebastian?” Eli says as he laughs and walks past me to the pool. “You coming?” He says as he holds the open patio door. John is standing by the pool behind him. I’m definitely going to cum..
Reader beware you’re in for a boner.
I’m Sebastian I’m 21, 6’1 and about 185lbs. I consider myself attractive. I try to take care of myself.
My best friend is Elijah he’s 23. “Eli” as I call him is a typical country boy. He is 6’4 220lbs brown hair and green eyes. He has a baby face but tries to hide it with a scruffy beard.
I moved from Seattle to Tennessee. The area and toxic atmosphere was leading me down a dangerous path. I realized early that I needed to leave. I actually saw an ad for “Visit TN for the clean mountain air”. Talk about a sign.
I didn’t know anyone when I enrolled in school. In order to start classes I had to take what was available. It included a 7:30am biology class. Eli enrolled in the class thinking he’d have more free time if he took earlier classes. He was asleep for most of the class. He invited me to dinner with him and John often.
John is Eli’s dad. He is in his mid 40’s. Stands about 5’10 and has the body that says he was a heartbreaker in the past. He is a ginger, though he’d never admit it. He claims he is a strawberry-blonde. He is often found by his pool, shirtless and his marine tattoo is a reminder of his wilder days.
I consider myself curious. I say if I’m invited to dinner then I’ll eat. Eli on the other hand has a girlfriend Ali short for Allison. The same one since high school. I’m sure you can close your eyes and picture her. Messy hair in a bun all the time, baggy flannel shirt, shorts and flip flops with her colorful toenails. She’s fun to be around but controlling. She tries to hide it but it’s obvious. Eli just rolls his eyes and lets it go. They are loud fuckers. Literally, she moans like a whore being branded. Then again I’ve seen Eli and it could scrape the lining out. Bizarrely we have the same tool. Like exactly. He has two veins that run down the shaft when he is hard. Mine is pale pink but no vein. We measured one night. Same size, same girth.
Eli got drunk one night and decided to get a tattoo. Luckily it wasn’t some girl’s name on his arm. It was a bear paw on his right shoulder blade. I remember this night vividly. It’s the first time we ever fooled around.
Eli and Ali had a huge fight. She wanted him to drive down to South Carolina to meet her girlfriends at the beach. He didn’t want to chance his pos jeep with the journey. They fought and he left his phone on the table and we went out. He stopped to piss and the shop Nextdoor was a tattoo parlor. Two hours later he came out with a permanent bear wound. We had been drinking heavily so his dad picked us up and brought us to his house.
Eli’s shoulder is wrapped in plastic used for leftovers. First to go was his shirt. Then his shorts. It’s normal for us to chill in just basketball shorts or boxers. I went upstairs to get another beer and ran into John raiding the pantry. Shirtless, gym shorts with a drawstring ready to give out any second. Tied to a size much larger than needed. He is free balling all the time. I’ve seen that man’s peach fuzz covered ass more than my own. Tonight I got a new view, papa John has a bush. He ran his hand on my back and yelled down to Eli not to stay up too late and lock the door. I get downstairs and Eli is spread out on the couch. One leg propped up as he plays Call of Duty. I sit on one end of the couch and drink my beer. I look over and see his dick just flopped out on the couch. I laugh and flick it. He looks down and reacts with a laugh. “Don’t flick it, suck it”. I knew he was teasing but I sat down my beer and just did as he asked. It took a few seconds for the feeling to register in his brain. He didn’t freak out or anything. He just pulled his shorts further to one leg and watched me suck. Didn’t take him long to get hard. Dude could drown someone with his precum. I got down in the floor to angle myself better. He stood up and took off his shorts. He told me to stand up and take off mine. I was already full hard at this point. That’s when the comparison became obvious. The same dicks just different skin tones. So I asked him “you want to see what it’s like to suck your own cock?” We got in the floor in the 69 position. Let me tell you that boy can suck a cock. I’ve only ever gotten off from head one time. Maybe it was the thrill of it or the beer. Him sucking in the same rhythm that I was sucking him had me ready to cum. I knew he was close too. We both just let it go. I swallowed and swallowed. He just spit it on the rug. “Ali has never made me nut that fast. Damn boy!”
We never really did more than the occasional jerking or sucking over the next few months. Summer in the south is mostly spent outdoors. So pool days and ATV rides in the woods. Ali was over a lot so I got comfortable hanging out with John.
One night we were cleaning up after a barbecue. Making small talk and we hear moaning coming from upstairs. The happy couple were going at it again. I look over at John and he just grins and we finish moving the chairs back into place. I sit on the couch in the living room and John (wearing those old red shorts again) comes in with two glass beer bottles. “Here, try mine it taste better in a bottle”
Our hands touch for a millisecond. He sits down next to me and we get a few sips in before moaning Myrtle starts again. Eli must be eating her because you can hear faint slurping sounds. “Enough of that. Can’t stand to hear her talk let alone climax” John says. “That’s not her climax, trust me it makes your ears ring” I said before taking another swig of beer.
John turns on the tv and some car restoration show is on. The sound successfully covers the moaning. John takes a big drink “God, I hope he wears protection. I don’t want to be a grandpa this early.” I slap his thigh and tell him “yes he wears them. I’ve found them flung around the apartment. We keep Magnum stocked”. John laughs sits down his beer after a quick drink. He gets up and goes to his wallet on the kitchen counter and comes back. He pulls out a condom from one of the pockets. It’s a gold magnum and he hands it to me. “Well now I know where he gets it from! You’re a secret playboy.” I said teasingly. I flip over the back and it’s expired. “Uh..John pal, this is expired. Trying to give Eli a sibling?” I said before killing my beer. He took the condom from my hand and looked at it. “I’ll be damned, guess I haven’t had a use for it in a while”. Elijah’s mother wanted another kid so I never wore them. Then when she ran off I bought them. Took a while before I could bring myself to use them. Guess this is a reminder of my revenge conquests.” He said before abruptly changing the subject. “I’ll get us another round” he disappeared into the garage.
Shortly John returned carrying a half-empty box of corona. He restocked the refrigerator and grabbed lime salt. “These are colder, came from the fridge out back. That beast will outlive us all” he said rushing to the couch. Speaking of beast, John has been working out. The veins in his arms are showing more predominantly. Balls must be heavy by the ways his red shorts are swinging as he walks. He gets to the couch and stands there for a second. I sit up on the edge of the couch. His crotch is inches from my face. I can feel the heat from his thighs on my arms. He’s listening to see if they are done upstairs. Silence! He hands me a beer and then sits down. He slaps the back of the remote and adjusts the volume down.
A few minutes go by and we hear doors open and close. Then the sound of the shower turning on. Eli comes down the stairs and grabs something out of the refrigerator. As he passes he points to the coffee table “might have to use that in a minute” then winks and runs up with two beers. John quickly looks at the table and grabs his wallet and the condom. Before he puts it away I snatch it from him.
“Should I put it on. Show it what real meat feels like?” I said cocky as I drink my beer.
“Let me just say I stuff it in there like a sausage roll expecting that any second the sides will give out”. He said confidently. I choke on my beer with that statement.
“I’ll give you that one. That was a good line. Besides with those old ass shorts I’ve pretty much seen it all. Butt cheeks going up the stairs and the other night I saw the bush and part of the log! Might be time to retire those shorts”.
John looks down at his waistband and runs his thumb under it.
“Yeah, these were my mowing shorts. They’re just too damn comfortable to throw out.” He fiddles with the knot that’s tied in the worn shorts.
“What do you mean bush?” John pulls his thumb down towards his thighs exposing his crotch.
“Trim the leafs to see more of the tree.”
I look over and my best friend’s dad is showing off his manscaping skills. His dick is tucked just out of sight.
I laugh and say “looks like mine. I sit down my beer and pull down my trunks. Trimmed similarly to him.
“I trim often and shave the balls and taint”.
Workouts leave me smelling musty so less hair cuts down on that. John looks at my crotch until I let the elastic band go back into place. FLAP!
He looks down at his and said something like “Glad to see I’m still with the trends. I’ve been working out more.” He said less confident as earlier.
“Yeah, I can tell. I see them veins bulging” I said trying to boost his ego a bit. He flexes a bit and goes
“Veins bulge on me for sure. My arms, my neck when I’m mad and other places when the bloods pumping”.
He takes a long drink of his beer.
“Now I’m convinced it’s a family thing! I’ve seen Eli and let’s say the veins are defined on his tree branch too.”
John laughs and takes his free hand and puts his thumb back under his waistband.
“Is that so? These two veins run straight down to the head”.
He has now pulled his shorts so low the base of his dick is showing. He is much wider than us. Easily 2-inches wide and he’s soft!
“Like racing stripes”
I said horse. Another drink and then I sit the bottle on the table. I take my now freed hand and slide it onto John’s trimmed pubes. I quickly guide it down to his thighs where his cock is tucked. He gasps as I wrap my hand around it and give it a squeeze.
“Ah, w-what? your hands are cold from the bottle!” He exclaimed.
I kept rubbing and felt him getting harder. At one point it flopped on to his thigh and inflated like a pool float. It didn’t take long before his pink cock was throbbing in my hand. No lie, I had never seen a cock so thick. I could barely close my hand around it. John slid his hand into my shorts and gave a few quick tugs. I was as hard as I had ever been in my life. John removed his hand from my waist and laid it on the back of the couch. I took that as a hint.
I scooted closer to him and took my hand and stood his cock straight up at me. I leaned over and slowly took the head of John’s cock in my mouth. I could taste the salty precum and hints of dial soap. I tried to wrap my tongue around it but couldn’t. So I just sucked and ran my tongue along the inside of his shaft. I could hear John sighing as I rolled my tongue on it. He put his hand on my head as encouragement to go further.
I’m a champion, but I will admit my defeat. I think he grew harder realizing I couldn’t get down to the base. I bobbed my head and sucked like I was being judged by a professional. I looked at John and his head was back eyes closed. He was in ecstasy. I watched him suck his index finger. I focused on the task at hand. It wasn’t long before I was reunited with that finger. John slipped his hand into my trunks. I could feel him cupping my cheek. He rubbed his finger over my smooth hole. He did this a few times like he has a routine. Then he returned his index finger to his mouth and sucked loudly. I knew what was coming and I was willing. He slid his wet finger deep into my ass. Teasing the ring with a slow motion rhythm. My moaning caused this dick to jolt. I sped up and so did he.
“I need to cum. Please don’t stop.” He moaned.
I kept sucking and squeezing his thick balls. He was so close, I could feel it swelling. The shower turned off upstairs and the curtain was pushed back. John’s eyes opened and he looked down at me.
“keep going, don’t stop!” he said in a normal tone of voice like he was talking to the tv.
He let out a guttural moan and floods of hot jiz filled my throat. I didn’t get a chance to swallow before it rushed down my throat. The bathroom door opened and Ali is laughing and kissing Eli. John pushes my head back down on his cock for one last taste and then jumps up and heads for the garage. I quickly sit up and tuck my raging boner into the elastic of my shorts.
The couple comes down the stairs and start messing in the kitchen.
“Is the bathroom free?” I ask.
“Yeah! or just use the one beside the garage” Eli said stuffing his face.
“Your dad’s in there” I said as I peaked the stairs.
“God help us” I heard Eli say as I closed the bathroom door.
The bathroom was steamed from the shower. Almost unbearable. I bearly caught my breath and now I can nearly breathe in here. This is how I die. The autopsy will show that the victim died of suffocation with a liter of cum in his system. Did that just happen? Did I just suck off.. my thoughts wandered. I wiped the mirror and looked into my eyes. I’m awake, not dreaming.
I glance down to see my dick is still rock hard. I wrap my hand around it, still wet from John’s precum. I start stroking myself. Faster and faster and the images flood my mind. Me sucking John. Him moaning and did he finger me? He did! I could still feel his long finger probing my prostate. Waves of jizz hit the sink in spurts. The sound has so much force it sounded like bb’s hitting a target. I collapse on the counter long enough to see the door-handle jiggle.
Ali calls out from the other side of the door
“is my phone in there?”
I glance over my cum drenched hand and see a large screen light up. It has drops of my load on the screen. Causing it to light up.
“Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute” I yelled to the door.
I quickly clean up and open the door.
Ali is standing at the door. Eli is in his room across the hall and appears to be putting on swimming trunks. In the brief time it took to walk around Ali I got a full view of Eli’s semi hard cock. Man that boy is beautiful. I’m quickly pulled from my trance as John yells for us to hurry up he turned on the pool jets.
Ali closes the bathroom door and Eli and I start down the stairs. He grabs my ass and sticks his finger to my hole. I jump and miss a step nearly falling down the stairs. “I hit your spot there Sebastian?” Eli says as he laughs and walks past me to the pool. “You coming?” He says as he holds the open patio door. John is standing by the pool behind him. I’m definitely going to cum..