Room #2 by 88Jockstraps
"John, what are you doing?" Josh stared at me, blankly.
"I, I, I....I'm just checking if I'm normal," I was horrified. Humiliated. I stared at Josh, he was naked, except for the white towel around his waist. His six pack were throbbing from his stomach. His pecs wet from the shower. His biceps glistening, and shining from the lighting in the room.
"Dude, you make no sense. Are you alright in the head?," Josh asked me.
"I, I, I, I'm fine. Muh,.......," I was spitting out nonsense like a mentally unstable person. I closed my eyes. Just when I thought that Josh was ready to lay his fist in my face, I felt his warm, and firm, hand on my right shoulder.
"Haha, you're a nice guy, John. I don't know why you did the crazy thing you did with my jockstrap, but it'll be our little secret!" Just when he shut his mouth, Josh's towel fell and out his erect dick was exposed.
It stretched upwards, revealing a throbbing reddish, purple, mushroom head. The head shined in the lamplight. His balls ached and were going up and down in his sack. His prick throbbed and stretched to a full 12 inches in front of my eyes. "Uh, I'm sorry, man. It just dropped from my waist!" he said innocently.
I didn't utter a word, my mouth was closed. Inside was a mouthful of drool. Suddenly, "UUUUgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Josh screamed.
His balls tightened, probably aching from all that testosterone. His prick pulsated as the veins throbbed too. His mushroom head was now red and hot, changing color. At least twelve shots of sperm shot out from his cock head. His balls emptied as more and more sperm shot out.
"AAAAAAAAaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" his balls rolled up and down in his manly sack. I could tell that he needed some relief. He shot at least six more shots of semen. His hand rubbed on my shoulder, and as an instinctive move, I cupped his balls.
He shot four last squirts of semen, and he kneeled down next to me. He let out a huge sigh. I let go of his balls. "I'm sorry, man, I didn't mean to squeeze you!" I told him.
"It's okay, man. I don't know what came over me. I guess I was more horny than I realized". He smiled at me, his curly blonde hair in the light. He laid his head on my right shoulder and his rock hard biceps wrapped around my torso.
"You squirted all over the table." The black table in front of the couch was filled with white liquid. All the seed of a male stallion. The frustrations of a male horse-dicked stud. The semen was that of a horny buck. I wanted to lick it all.
"We better clean it up, fast," Josh abruptly said. Josh messaged my shoulder two times and got up. He put back on his white towel.
Josh took two fingers and wiped up a bit of sperm. He took it to his nostril and sniffed. "Haha, man that's a lot of nut!"
"I'll get the towels from the bathroom," I told him.
There were a few seconds of silence then,...."What do you think a man's sperm tastes like? You ever wonder?"
I unconsciously blurted out, "Like syrup!"
"Haha!"
I was embarrassed. My cheeks turned red. We both said nothing. Josh walked towards me as I was standing. He wrapped his biceps and arms around me again. I could feel his strong grip, his muscles firm against my tiny and skinny body. Josh took his index finger to my lips and traced his strong finger around my lips. He then quickly stuck his mouth and tongue down my mouth. We both embraced each other's torsos and our tongues penetrated each other's lips. His tongue violated my mouth, as if his tongue was filled with male energy.
I shot my load inside my underwear. I could feel a wet spot inside my tighty whities. I could taste all his masculinity in his tongue, that was what made me cum. My moan was drowned out by our kissing.
We finally separated. Josh put two fingers out and put some of his semen on them. He went towards me, "You wanna taste some of it?" he asked warmly.
"Can I taste all of it?"
To be continued.....