Boutique Hotel
Chapter 3
After a very satisfying night spent with Steve, I crawled out of bed and headed for the shower. Steve joined me a minute later with some well planted kisses. We exchanged sperm again with some deep, bareback fucking before toweling off. He told me he wanted to see me again and I concurred. Steve's the best sex I've ever had. His body is amazingly hard, his ass astonishingly round and hard, he has a big-headed, fat dick that makes my ass very happy when he fucks me and unloads a butt full of dick gravy into me, and he's a very eager bottom for my horse dick. Plus, he's an accomplished and spectacular ass eater and felcher. In other words, the man's perfect.
As he left, I asked Steve to thank his brothers for the delicious appetizer they'd so thoughtfully included in his ass for me to eat out. He smiled and said he'd convey my message. With Steve's departure, I headed for the dining room to chat with the hotel's guests. They straggled in after 8:30 in small groups, virtually ignoring each other. Failing at engaging them in conversation, I was out of the dining room before 10:00 a.m.
I walked to the gym and worked out, concentrating on legs and back. After 45 minutes of cardio, I moved into the locker room and stripped. Two of my sex friends nodded from the shower room when I walked in. One bent over and spread his ass cheeks for a few seconds. Cum oozed from his hole. My other sex freak walked over to him and ate his ass out. I got behind the second guy and pushed my dick up his ass slowly. He moaned softly and pushed back on to me, burying nearly all my dick in one shove. A few seconds later, he stood up and pushed his dick up the hole of the guy he'd just been felching. Another moan was heard.
We had a nice rhythm going when we heard conversation coming toward us outside the shower room. We disconnected and returned to separate showers. Two men walked in still conversing. I knew one of the guys as I'd fucked him several times in the last few months. The other guy I didn't know. Both smiled as they saw our hard dicks pointing directly at them. The new guy immediately walked over to me and gulped down my dick. He got more than half of it in his mouth and tried valiantly to swallow the head. But, his gag reflex was too strong.
He rose and whispered in my ear, "Too big for my throat, but not for my ass," he smirked. With that pronouncement, he turned around and bent over. He guided my hard dick to his manhole and speared himself on it. No lube was required. He sure knew how to take big ones. And once I was inside, I knew why. He was already seriously slicked up inside. This guy had at least one load deep inside him that was greasing his love tunnel for me.
Not one to question a great situation, I started fucking him. I glanced over at my three other sex friends and they were repeating what we'd done earlier, before we'd been interrupted. Pulling train like it was the most natural thing in the world, the guy in the front was the friend of the man I was fucking. My other two friends were enjoying the ass in front of them with their hard dicks slowly building up speed and gaining rapidly towards a collective climax.
"You have a sweet ass," I remarked to the new guy as I continued to plow him.
"And you have a really big dick that my ass loves," he responded.
"I haven't seen you here before," I observed.
"Just joined yesterday. I've already met several very randy men, but I like your dick the best," he smiled over his shoulder. I was sure he said that to all the men who fucked and seeded him. But, I didn't care. He had a nice ass and a good body that I was enjoying.
A strangled cry of pleasure escaped the lips of someone in the trio. The noise was coming from the guy in front as his nutt jetted out of his hard dick and splashed against a shower stall wall. Quickly in succession, the other two men let loose; neither of them pulling out. I knew they loved sex in any form, as long as they got off.
I increased the speed of my pumping. A few seconds later, I warned him that I was about to nutt. "Inside me, Man!" he begged. I thrust deep and grabbed his hips, pulling him hard against my crotch. I felt my dick jump and jerk quickly as my heavy balls emptied. Yeah, this was good. But, it also reminded me how much better Steve was.
When I pulled out, the guy who was in the front of the trio moved over to me and took my cum-streaked dick into his mouth, cleaning me off. The guy who was in the middle of the fuck sandwich began felching out the ass I'd just bred. And the third guy moved in front of my new friend, sucking him off seconds later. A well-spent afternoon.
After I showered, I put my clothes on and checked for messages. My chef had sent me the menus for breakfast and dinner tomorrow for my approval. And Steve had sent me three texts and a voice mail. I read his texts first, each one getting more lascivious with promises of fucking and getting fucked again soon. The voice mail was even more direct. "I want you to come over to my apartment on Wednesday at noon. I'll leave the door unlocked. Come on in to the bedroom in the back on the right. Eat my ass out and fuck me senseless," he purred. He finished the message with his address. "Let me know if you can make it. After Saturday night with you, I really need it bad!" he moaned.
I returned his call immediately. "You know I'll be there," I began. "Your ass is so FINE! And I love your big, thick dick up my manhole, seeding me, too."
"Your horse dick is up my ass first," he countered. "Then, we'll negotiate the rest of the hour."
"What's to negotiate," I insisted. "Your dick, my ass."
"Only after you pound a big load deep inside me first."
"I'll probably nutt on the floor, otherwise," I laughed.
Back at the hotel, I approved the menus for tomorrow and checked the guest register for Tuesday night. It was a full house, but I knew only three of the rooms were booked to men I'd played with before. Six of the other rooms were heterosexual couples. The three remaining rooms were unknown single men. I could be very busy. But, I vowed that I'd do my best to not nutt for any of them. I wanted to save my loads for Steve. If I were successful, it would be a huge load. I know from past experience that going a full day built up a monster river of cream for the lucky recipient. Instead of creaming five or six squirts, I'd pump out nine or ten of my richest, thickest cream. Even better for felching afterwards, I knew.
I thought I'd try to hold out on Monday night, too. But, I couldn't control my climax in one sweet hole that's I'd fucked several times in the past. In fact, he begged for a second load and his ass milked it out of me. Gratefully, he didn't stay Tuesday night or I'd never have been able to hold back for Steve on Wednesday.
Tuesday night wasn't much easier, but I did manage to hold out, only just barely. A new guest wanted me to pound his hole hard. My dick was bagged which reduced the stimulation on my sensitive dick, but his talented ass nearly got my nutt. However, he shot his load before I fell over the climax cliff. It was a very close thing.
Wednesday morning at breakfast, my dick was half hard from lack of pumping out a big nutt the night before. More than one man commented on how much he'd like to take care of my "problem" for me. But, I created a fib about having an appointment right after breakfast, so I couldn't accommodate them. Well, isn't noon right after 10:00 a.m.? Maybe not RIGHT after, but close enough to make the fib work. Steve was gonna get so fucked when I got to his apartment.
I dashed up to my penthouse apartment and cleaned myself up and out. I knew Steve was going to pound my manhole and fill it up good. I didn't want any surprises. What clothes to wear? I couldn't decide. Then, I laughed at myself. Who cares? They're going to come off the moment I get into his apartment and not get put back on until I leave. I don't care if someone sees me, except Steve. So, I wore cotton shorts that showed off everything, especially my big dick and round ass. I have a good body, so why not show it off? I might get some hot looks and names for later. Maybe I'd work on those names later, if this infatuation with Steve went nowhere.
Arriving at his apartment about five minutes early, I took my time finding a parking space, locked the car, and strolled up to his apartment on the third floor. Two men and a woman did double-takes on my healthy, enlarged crotch. I smiled, but moved on. As I approached the door, my dick had forced its way out of the leg hole, exposing the fat head and at least two inches of the wide shaft. Just remembering what it was like to be deep inside Steve's hole made me so hard! Precum drooled from the head, reaching languidly toward the welcome mat. I squeeze the head as I opened the apartment door. I licked off my sticky fingers before I walked inside and headed toward the back as directed, shedding clothes as I went. The door to the bedroom on the right was open. Steve was on his back with his legs held tightly against his chest. His perfect, hard, round ass beckoned. His hole winked at me.
"You are gonna get so fucked," I promised as I looked him over hungrily. Kneeling on the floor, I pushed my face into his ass and ate out his pucker like I was starving for manhole, which I was. He didn't taste of cum this time, so he hadn't been with his brothers today. I didn't mind. His tasty hole was perfect and opened easily for my tongue.
"I've thought of nothing else since you bred me on Saturday several times," Steve said. "I need it bad!"
I was too busy eating out his ass to respond, but my dick heard every syllable. It jerked and tingled with a warning of impending blasts of cream on to the floor. Heeding the warning, I stood up and pressed my precum dripping dick hard against his wet hole. He handed me a small pump bottle of lube, the contents of which I generously applied to his winking back door. I knew if I'd added some to my dick, I'd have blasted my load against his ass instead of inside it.
Steve grabbed my black ass and urged me to quickly get inside. I resisted his urgent plea to get fucked as best I could. My dick was rock hard and teetering on the biggest climax precipice I could remember. I'd been too long without nutting. My chances of holding back were rapidly decreasing.
His ass muscles clasped hungrily at the shaft as I slowly descended into his depths. Hitting bottom, my pubes ground against his tender ass lips. My dick jerked again. I felt precum jet out as my dick jerked harder. My will to withstand his hungry ass was wilting. My only options were to withdraw quickly or ride a big climax wave. I tried for the former and was successful.
"Don't pull out!" he begged too late. "I need you inside me, painting my ass walls with your baby-making juices. Please!"
My dick cooled slightly after the pull out, but his right hand grabbed my leaking dick and pulled me back into him. If he'd stroked my dick first, it would have been all over. Instead, I was able to slowly enter him again. This time, I hoped for better control. His love tunnel walls weren't as tight now, but his internal muscles still worked to get me off.
"I don't wanna nutt yet," I warned. "Don't you wanna get fucked first, instead of getting my load right away?"
"I know you're good for many more," Steve smiled up at me as his ass muscles continued to massage my pulsing obsidian poker. "I still remember every load you shot up my ass on Saturday. And I didn't lose count, either. Six!" he laughed. "I want at least that many now."
"But, you have to get back to work, don't you?" I wondered.
"Yeah, but you have amazing recovery and can get it up and in me many times before I have to return," he responded. Meanwhile, his hands had left my ass and had moved up to my chest. Warm fingers caressed my nipples, pulling on them gently. He already knew that my nipples were directly connected to my climax button. It was too late for me to even think about withdrawing again.
My dick jerked and jerked hard rapidly. The immense pleasure hit me like a brick wall. This orgasm was going to be one for the record books. My dick was deeply planted in his ass as my hips pounded his hole, working the last inch in and out at lightning speed. The more my dick convulsed, the higher my pleasure peak raced.
I vaguely counted seven jets of nutt blasting into him, but lost count as more waves of pure pleasure raced through my body. Steve's hands returned to my ass, holding me tightly against his hungry hole, trying to milk out the last dribbles of nutt. Both of us knew that I spray a lot of cum and then dribble for a couple of minutes before my seeding ceases.
"Fuck! What a load!" Steve exulted. "I felt almost every blast of your baby gravy, although it could have been your dick convulsing instead of your jizz jetting into me. Damn! I needed this." He tried to hold me tightly against his ass, but I wanted his fat, dark dick up my butt, too. And it was dangerously leaking a lot of precum.
Despite his desire for me to stay deeply impregnating him with my last dribbles, I pulled out. Applying lube to my asshole and gently to his hard, thick dick, I lowered his legs and straddled his hips. Aiming his massively thick dick at my hole, I slowly sat on his ass wrecker. I'm willing to admit it stung a bit, even knowing that I'd taken him several times on Saturday night. This was four days later and my ass had forgotten how to relax to take him in.
"Oh! Gawd! You're tight!" Steve exclaimed. "Take it slowly. Rome wasn't built in a day."
I smiled down at him and began to sink lower as I massaged his erect nipples. The lube and his precum eased the way more than I thought it would. Firmly gripping the base of his thick dick with my ass sphincter, I ground my butt against his crotch. "Yeah," I moaned. "I remember how good this feels, now. That's one, massive donkey dick you got there, Boy!"
"All the better to breed you with, J.R.," he crooned. "I love your black ass eating my dick like that. But, be careful. I'm getting dangerously close to my climax."
"As you so wisely pointed out," I reminded him, "you recover quickly and I need and want more than one big load from that thick, Italian dick of yours." My dick started to rise again as his ass splitter rubbed against my prostate. I rocked back and forth on him, squeezing and relaxing as he'd done to me. With his nipples being massaged, I knew it was only a matter of seconds before he blasted his load.
I was so right!
"Ah, FUCK!" he exploded. I felt his jizz launcher slam into me and spray galloping spurts of warm Italian jizz. I don't think his load was as big as mine, but it was more than average. It certainly compared favorably with the ones he pounded into me on Saturday. "CUMMING!" he warned well after his dick started firing rapidly inside me.
Yeah, that felt good to get a big dick pumping out a big load into my ass. I so seldom got that, because I have such a big dick. Men and women wanna sit on it, even if they happen to notice my round ass and comment on how wonderful it looks. They might even eat me out, but when it comes to fucking, I'm nearly always the top. I'm not complaining, mind you. I'd prefer to bottom more than I do, if I could. But, if Steve sticks around, I just might get my wish.
Clamping tightly with my ass muscles at the base of his thick dick, I refused to let his dick shrink up. Even soft, his dick hung big and thick. But, it still felt hard inside me, so I continued to ride him. And he didn't slow his thrusts up my ass, either. I loved how his thick dick made my ass feel: filled and stretched.
But my dick had returned to stiffness with his beautiful dick up my butt, pounding away. Knowing how much he loved my horse dick pumping his ass, I pulled away when his shrinking dick finally slithered out of my creamed hole. Steve glanced at my hard dick and smiled. "That's goin' up my ass, right?"
I nodded. He rolled over beneath me onto his stomach and wiggled his ass. His right hand grabbed my dick and pulled me toward his cum-leaking hole. His left hand pulled one of his ass cheeks away from the other, exposing his hungry hole. "Not so fast, Baby," I warned. "You need some preparation first."
Before he could counter, I buried my face between his perfect, hard ass cheeks, licking and sucking out my previous load. I think you already know that felching a well-loaded asshole always makes my dick harder and my big nuts tingle. This situation was not an exception to that rule. However, I had nutted only a few minutes before, so my hair trigger wasn't ready to fire. Not yet, anyway.
Steve's hands pressed on the back of my head as he raised his ass off the bed. "Fuck, Man! You can eat my ass out all day, if you do it like that. I'll take the rest of the day off!"
"As much as I'd like to eat you out all afternoon, my dick would explode into the sheets."
"Just let me know when you get close and I'll help you shove that big, black dick up my ass and breed me again," he offered. I smiled at his eagerness to get bred again, but I didn't want to pull away from his delectable ass and my big, creamy loads that I'd pumped up there. His hands on the back of my head confirmed that despite his need for my dick up his hole, he loved what my tongue was doing back there.
However, there was no way I could continue my lingual homage to his perfect ass. My dick was rock hard and my overheated nuts were sending me clear signals that a big climax would be very much appreciated. I squeezed the head of my dick with my right hand as I continued eating his manhole. Sticky, clear precum lubed my fingers, a sure sign that it was time I switched out my tongue for my dick in Steve's hungry hole.
Firmly positioning his legs between my knees, I slid my hard 10" dick up his very wet breeding orifice. Mutual moaning commenced. We locked lips as I slowly fucked him with long, deep strokes. Steve's hands alternated between my ass and spreading his. If I slowed my cadence, his both hands moved to my ass to get me to pump faster. To get me off sooner, he chewed on my dick with his love tunnel.
I did my best to forestall the impending, inevitable climax, but his eager hole was too much for me to resist. With a bellow, I climaxed hard inside him. My dick jerked several times, unloading additional creamy, baby batter for his deep love tunnel. Both of his hands were now on my ass, holding me tightly against his ass.
"Fill my ass, Man! I want more jizz!" Steve begged as I groaned with more climax waves. This session was nearly as good as the first, huge load that I shot into him this afternoon. "Breed me!" he added with urgency. "Fuck me until you can't shoot another drop of nutt into me." My hips obeyed his request, not that there was any way it wasn't going to happen.
I shuddered to a stop and then slowly resumed long-dicking his sweet hole. My hands moved to his ass, still amazed at how hard his bubble butt cheeks are. I squeezed those beautiful globes and signed with contentment. This was an ass that I could make love to several times a day. I leaned down to his upturned face and kissed him tenderly again. "I really love your ass, Steve," I said. "I'm so glad we can bareback."
My hips continue a lazy fuck as we kissed more. Eventually though, even my dick wilts, and slipped out. Nutt began to flow from his open hole. Immediately, I pushed my tongue up there and stemmed the flow. Okay, that's a lie. I dug into his leaking manhole and lapped up as much jizz as my tongue could reach. Steve sighed at the pleasure I was giving him.
After a couple of minutes, Steve turned beneath me and we got into a dick sucking 69 position. As I've mentioned before, eating out a well-seeded ass makes my dick hard, no matter how many minutes had elapsed since my last nutt. As his lips and tongue cleaned sperm off my dick, I sucked on his hard, fat, Italian sausage. I tasted his previous nutt and a hint of my ass on his dick.
We slowly blew each other, but Steve pushed me away more than once, warning that he was about to blast his load down my throat. As much as I wanted another creamy load from his thick meat, I wasn't against tasting his nutt directly from the source. His precum was sweet and plentiful. I relished the quantity of it and began to think it would be a treat to take his cum in my mouth. I already had a load in my ass, so I decided I'd go for it.
The next time he complained that he was getting too close, I doubled my efforts to get him off. Steve tried to pull away, but my hands on his ass prevented that. He warned me again, but by then it was too late. "Oh, FUCK!" he yelled around my black dick that was still in his mouth. Deciding that two could play that game, he sucked me harder. The taste of fresh nutt in my mouth sent an undeniable signal to my balls.
As his fresh load gushed into my mouth in spasming floods, I sucked and swallowed twice, and then again. This was excellent man-cream. His climax slowly abated, but his dick sucking didn't. I was very close myself. To move things along, I pushed my tongue up his ass again. Within seconds, I was filling his mouth with my third load of the afternoon.
He stripped my hard dick with his fist, attempting to get every drop of jizz I had to offer. I didn't mind at all. Besides, Steve's a great cocksucker! His lips and tongue felt wonderful on my slowly wilting dick.
We resumed eating out each other's holes, slurping noisily. I could feel my dick start to harden as it pressed between us. Steve's fat kielbasa was growing harder, too. He pulled away from my ass and began sucking on my dick again. With my tongue deeply teasing his asshole, I was steel-hard within another minute. "I need to take care of this for you," Steve offered. "And I know just the place that will make both of us happy."
I knew what he meant, so I asked, "Which position do you want?"
"Missionary," he answered.
Moving into position, I pushed my stiff ass wrecker against his back door. As he relaxed, I saw a few dribbles of my previous loads ooze out. Determining that was sufficient lubrication, I pushed harder and entered him. He sighed contentedly and pulled me deeper inside. His hands on my ass urged me to go deeper and faster.
"I wish I could get hard again as quickly as you do," Steve smiled up at me.
"It's all about the stimulation," I countered. "And you get me hard just looking at you," I added, and then kissed him meaningfully. As our ardor escalated, my dick pistoned his eager hole. I knew he was limited on time, but his ass was so sweet and hungry. Slowly fucking him in a steady rhythm, I made sure that my big dickhead hit his prostate on each thrust in and pull back. His purrs of pleasure told me that I was doing the right thing. We kissed as I worked his nipples and he held my ass, urging me to go faster.
"I need you to breed me," Steve insisted.
"I already did that," I reminded him, laughing.
"I mean, I need another big load in my butt, one that will last for a couple of days," he clarified. "So, shoot it deep."
"Your wish is my command," I smiled, and increased my fucking pace slightly. Steve increased his gentle twisting of my nipples with one hand and then the other as he pulled me urgently deeper with the other unused hand. I could feel my balls start to tighten and that special tingling sensation started building on my dickhead. It would be a matter of a few more second before Steve got his wish.
I don't know how much jizz I shot up his ass this time, but I do know that the jolts of pleasure that raced through my body felt like it was a big one. Wave after wave of cream flooded up his love canal. With both hands, he held on to my black ass and held me as deeply as my dick could reach. A very good time was had by both parties.
Disconnecting after my climax waves and the shuddering ceased, I lay next to him, reveling in the joy that he gives me when we fuck. "That was amazing, again," I sighed contentedly.
"It was even better for me," Steve assured me. "Your long, thick, black dick makes my ass so happy. Sometimes, I feel like I'm going to nutt, just because you're fucking my Italian ass. My brothers don't do that for me. Only you seem to have the finesse and the equipment to make me want to bottom for you on every chance I'm with you." He glanced over at a small clock-radio sitting on a night-stand nearby. "I really don't want this to end, but I do have to get back to work," he sighed unhappily.
He rolled out of bed and I followed. We stepped into the shower together and he adjusted the water temperature for us. I pressed against his back, making sure that he could feel my semi-hard dick against his ass. Reaching around him, I grabbed the soap and began lathering up his chest, paying too much attention to his nipples. "You're making my dick hard, again," he lightly complained.
"And that's a bad thing?" I smirked.
"It is when I need to get back to work." I released his nipples and moved the soap down his torso and stroked his fat dick and heavy nuts. "Uh, that's not exactly better," he smiled over his right shoulder. I turned him around and worked soap onto his back and neck, and then headed south, spending time on his bubble butt and between those magnificently hard cakes. "Nor is that," he added. I smiled as innocently as I could and moved my hands back to his hard dick. Leaving one hand lightly caressing his dick, I reached behind him and snagged a small bottle of lube. Applying lube to his dick, I turned around, added some lube to my asshole and bent over. With his dick still in my hand, I pulled him against my ass and impaled myself on that fat, Italian, donkey dick.
Pleasure murmurs escaped from both of us. I backed farther on to him and clamped down. Despite his stated need to return to work soon, he quickly set up a good fucking rhythm. I did my best to massage his hard dick with my internal ass muscles. I wanted to be bred as much as he had earlier.
Within two more minutes, Steve was pounding my ass hard. It ended in a bellow of pleasure as he held me hard against his crotch and unloaded deeply inside me. I held on to his ass to be sure that he didn't pull out before he'd emptied his big nuts.
With a final rinse, we moved out of the shower and dried off. Heading back to work with cum breath wasn't a good idea, so Steven bent over the sink and brushed his teeth. I couldn't resist that spectacular ass, so I knelt behind him and ate his ass out. As you already know, eating out a well-fucked and seeded ass makes my dick hard, so I stood up and pushed inside him again. I didn't know if I could cum again so soon, but I did know that I needed to at least try to take care of this hard dick in some manner or other.
Of course, Steve didn't resist or remind me that he needed to return to work. He backed up into each thrust as he finished brushing his teeth. "You got the best dick I've ever sat on," he smiled. I glanced in the mirror and saw a look of pure pleasure. "Fill me up, Baby!" he said.
I didn't need the encouragement, but I did appreciate it anyway. Fucking faster and faster, I raced toward another climax. I didn't want him to be too late back to work, but I needed to nutt in his ass again. His bubble butt wasn't to be denied. It took me another three minutes, but I managed to pump out another load. But, this time, my dick was so sensitive after I shot my load that I had to pull out right away, even though I hadn't sprayed out the last dribbles. Those last drops of nutt landed on his ass. I knelt again and licked them off, as well as sticking my tongue up his hole one more time and licking out a good amount of my baby batter. It probably wasn't from this load because I'd shot so deeply, but it didn't matter. It still tasted good.
"Fuck, yeah! That's good," Steve exulted as he turned and kissed me. "You're so damned good and recover so fuckin' fast!"
"I aim to please."
We dressed quickly. My dick was still wet from my climax, but I didn't care. It hung heavily and displayed obscenely as a big bulge in my shorts. Steve was dressed in business casual and looked like a million bucks.
As he locked the apartment door behind us, I asked, "Are you available this weekend? I'd really like to get to know you better."
"Uh, yes," he responded a couple of seconds later after quickly thinking about what plans he might have. "Where shall we meet up and when?"
"My place starting Friday evening as soon as you get off work," I replied. "I'll take you to dinner at my restaurant." I paused a moment. "Parking is impossible downtown, so I'll come get you."
Steve smiled broadly and then countered, "Traffic on the 26 is impossible on Friday afternoons. I think it would be better if I took the train. That time of day, it'll be much faster than any vehicle on 26. And the train stops only three blocks away from your hotel."
"We'll have the evening to ourselves until I have to service some hotel guests," warned him.
"Do you know how many?"
"No, I haven't look at the reservations calendar, yet."
"Would you object to me helping you out?"
"What are you saying?" I wondered.
"I'll fuck some guests for you, so we can be together sooner. Unless that's a problem," he equivocated.
I thought about his offer for a few seconds and then smiled. "Of course, it would okay," I assured him. "But, they'll need to know what they're getting into. Most of them, if not all of them will have dinner in the restaurant. So I was wondering if you could take pix of your dick, soft and hard, and send them to me. Then, we can show them what they are offered. I'll show them mine as well."
"They will see the pictures, but you won't share them otherwise, right?" Steve asked.
"Absolutely, they will stay on my device and will never be seen by anyone, except my guests. And they can't have a copy. They can, however, enjoy the real thing," I said.
Steve stepped closer to me and squeezed my dick through my shorts. He smiled. "I look forward to Friday," he laughed. He turned and started to walk away.
I patted his bubble butt, following him and replied, "As do I!"