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Mr. Man
Date: 6/5/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: Haurihan, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
these two were actually my type. Hot, in shape, looked like your normal college girls with perfect tits. “Good.” he placed the remote on the table and laid back. We watched in silence for a bit, and I was getting a little warm. I started to rub myself over my pants, getting warmed up. “There we go...” Mr. Man whispered, watching me with an appreciative eye. “Keep doin' that...” I continued to knead my cock, feeling it getting harder under my slacks. When I felt it was at that perfect precipice of hard-but-not-fully-erect, I asked in my most 'seductive' voice' “You want to see it?” With a chuckle, he said “Yeah!” I stood up and unbuttoned my belt, letting it open up and stick out from my waist. Then, with a showmanship I had practiced many times by myself, I undid my pants and zipper and slowly pulled my pants down below my warm, thick cock, letting it spring out in its awakening for the day. Mr. Man moaned a low grumble and stood up, rubbing himself under the robe and carefully b-lining for my growing warmth. He reached out one of his hands, which I only now realized were like catcher's mitts. Huge, weight lifter hands, with sausage-like fingers. I was honestly taken aback as he gently wrapped a hand around my meat. I had never seen my penis dwarfed so much as I did in his hands. “God damn...you weren't kidding. Verrry nice...” The next few moments were him pouring a healthy stream of lube onto my veiny skin, letting the majority of it fall down onto the carpet. He oiled my ...