“Hell no,” I answered, “I don’t care dude, I totally understand and in fact I think I’ll join you.”
I reached into my pants and began to rub my cock. Sean was not looking at me like I was looking at him – he was focused on the screen and clearly becoming more relaxed and turned on. His hand moved under his pants, it was a very tight fit and obviously becoming tighter as each second passed.
“Dude, take your cock out of your pants – it’s cool – you look like you have a raging boner for sure!”
Sean unzipped his pants and out sprang a huge nine inch beautiful cock. The head was purple with blood flow, spongy and porous from the pressure.
“Man, what I would do to get this cock properly taken care of right now!” Sean groaned, gripping his rod and smearing the abundant pre-cum down the shaft and all over his balls, “Your sister is really a bitch sometimes!”
I pulled my own cock out, rubbed a few times, and suddenly blew a load in my hand – it was all to much looking at his fuck stick. Sean stopped momentarily and looked right at me, clearly seeing I had cum looking at his cock and not at the r-rated video.
“Holy shit dude – I guess you were horny too!” He said laughing, “god I need to cum!”
The video was hot, and the guys were taking turns blowing their loads into the woman, and also taking turns muff-diving licking out all the cum from her freshly fucked twat.
“God, don’t those guys care – like this is kind faggy don’t you think?” he asked me, his boner not showing any signs of really minding the ‘faggy’ action in the movie.
“No, I don’t think so – just two really well hung guys having a good time; not caring, just getting off.”
“Ya, I guess you’re right… fuck man I wish I could get off!” Sean moaned, “this porn is so fucking hot but I guess I need the real deal.”
The opportunity had finally presented itself, the perfect segue to get my mouth around that impressive cock, but of course suggesting that I help him get off could weld very mixed responses, and not all of them positive.
Taking a deep breath I decide to just say fuck-it and lay it all out for him.
“Dude…” I said breathing deep, my heart pounding and my cock starting to rise up again, “I got no problem helping you out.”
There, it was said, no taking that back and yes, there was a moment of silence when I regretted everything and wanted to run my faggot-ass away and hide.
“Really?” Sean blurted out, in disbelief, “holy shit Corey, really?”
I was not sure if he was disgusted or pissed or both.
“Ya, I got no problem helping you out…” I tried again, amazed that I had not run off.
Sean stopped rubbing his cock but his boner was clearly still raging, and so if actions speak louder than words, I was hoping his body language was the language I should be paying attention to. He continued to stare at me but then he shifted his hips slightly so that his cock was pointing more in my direction, throbbing, almost begging me to take it between my lips.
“Then show me what you got faggot!” Sean groaned, fully thrusting his member towards my face.