I stood there, slowly stroking my dick. My hand was cool on the shaft as I used one finger to rub just under the head. My nips were already erect from the slight chill of the rain and I used my other
I stood there, slowly stroking my dick. My hand was cool on the shaft as I used one finger to rub just under the head. My nips were already erect from the slight chill of the rain and I used my other hand to tease them. That's when I heard the sound of his shoes on the gravel behind me. I pretended I hadn't heard him and kept up my slow stroke. Knowing were the trail opened onto the hill, I turned slightly so he could see a bit of my action.
After a couple of minutes I turned a bit more and saw him standing there. He wasn't my age; he was at least in his mid twenties, and quite a bit taller than I'd thought. He was maybe 6' to my 5' 8". He had a real nice bit of blond chest hair though, and a smooth, flat tummy with a trace of a six-pack. Just below his belly button a darker blond treasure trail started, disappearing into his low slung pants. I kept stroking and looked at him. My eyes focused on his crotch and he slowly undid his belt and opened his zipper. He was freeballing too. His treasure trail blended into his trimmed dark blond bush and the base of his dick looked incredibly thick
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