BAB-116 Love Letters
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Excerpt
I suppose that got Bret all upset. It sure as hell did me, ‘cause my cock was standing at attention like nobody’s business.
Well, Bret kept his eyes on the road, but every so often he looked out of the corner of his eye at both John’s crotch and mine. Finally John reached over and took hold of his hand and shoved it down onto his hot pecker. Bret pulled his hand free, and said there was a time and a place for everything.
Well, finding Bret unreceptive and about to split the seam out of his britches, he reached over for my hand and put it on his cock. I started to pull my hand away, but finally thought, Oh, hell, why not? I felt the outline of that monstrous piece of steel. My fingers laced around it like it was a piece of fine art.
I’ve never seen a guy who could rip his button open as fast as John could. Before anyone could say anything, he had his flap down and his hard cock right out in plain sight. He clutched his fingers around it like it was his pride and joy in life. He nudged Bret. Bret swerved the car, swallowed hard and tried to regain control as best he could. He pulled the balls out of his shorts so that they fell big and heavy between his legs. He said, “Am I going to beat this little cannon off, or is there a connoisseur in the crowd who wants a mouthful of joy-juice?” There was nothing subtle about John.
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