1. TOM and I


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Hardcore, Masturbation, Author: bobapple, Rating: 90, Source: xHamster

    It’s Saturday night and we are at my wife’s s****r's house. She and her husband are celebrating their 15th wedding anniversary. There are 10 couples in attendance. The 8 other couples are their neighbours. We live 30 miles from here and do not know any of them. We are sitting around visiting in their f****y room in the basement, having a beer, wine, whatever. There aren’t enough chairs so some people are sitting on the floor or wherever they are comfortable. One guy is sitting on the stairs. His wife is sitting beside him on a bar stool. His name is Tom and he is a really cute guy, clean shaven, wearing glasses, about my age, wearing tan slacks and a NY Yankee t-shirt. His legs are spread but I cannot see his crotch from where I am sitting on the couch with my wife. I lean over to whisper some crap in my wife’s ear and purposely look between his legs. I am impressed, he has a very nice bulge. Very nice indeed. I look up and oh oh, he has caught me staring at his crotch! Then he sort of smiles and winks at me! I look around but thankfully I don’t think anybody noticed. About half an hour later, my wife tells me she would like a glass of water. Being the kind considerate well-trained husband that I am, I go upstairs to get her some. I pass by Tom on my way upstairs, brushing purposefully against one of his legs. After going through a few cupboards, I find a glass and go to the sink. As I am turning on the faucet, Tom arrives. He comes over, stands beside me, puts his hand on my ...
    butt and squeezes my left cheek and says “I saw you admiring my package”. I look around and luckily no one else is around. “Careful&#034 I say &#034somebody might see”. “Nobody noticed me leaving” he says. The glass is now full and I turn off the faucet with my right hand, holding the glass in my left hand. I reach down with right hand, pull up his t-shirt and reach inside the elastic waist band of his slacks. My fingers find his cock and fondle it and his balls. Again I am impressed. He is not wearing any shorts. Prefers going commando apparently, lol. He says “we live across the back lane and a couple of houses down, care to come over and see my train set in the garage?” “Fuck, I’d luv to” I exclaim. “I’ll take this water to my wife and let her know on the qt where I am going.” He says “tell her to tell my wife too”. She won’t tell anybody either as she hates it when all the guys come to the garage to see my trains&#034. When I come back upstairs, Tom is by the door and we go out the back door and I follow him to his garage. He unlocks the door and we go inside. He turns on the lights and locks the door. His train set is very nice and still under construction. He leans against the table, unbuttons his slacks and unzips them. He drops them and says “get at it Bob, I want to see your head bobbing up and down on my cock”!! I drop to my knees and gaze wondrously at the sight before me. He is already partially erect. My left hand latches onto his nutsack and my right hand wraps ...
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