I might be new to this, but I couldn't think of two men getting in the back seat of a car to do anything but enjoy a little action. It was at this poi...t that I noticed the rear windows were strongly tinted so nobody could see in. I got so excited thinking about what they were doing. I wasn't sure what I should do, so I pulled my shorts and underwear down to my ankles and continued to jerk off thinking about what they were doing. As I had my phone on and logged into Squirt I decided to watch. A couple turns later John began to capitalize on his advantage, preparing to move in for the kill. Realizing he had Al had I on the run, John filled the room with honking guffaws. ‘I’ve gotcha now! Cower, lower life forms.’ He shook the dice above his head in both hands, making a globe of his small, hairy knuckles. ‘Yeah, yeah, we’ll see, the tide may turn again bucko,’ said Al, not easily intimidated. ‘Hmm,’ I mused, ‘I’ve never been quite sure how well that really works as a metaphor. Do. Using the numbers “TheWingMen” gave me a picked my fate.The first number was a 3 so I picked up the number 3 on the first column, it read Large, this meant my ice release would be the longest about 1 hour 30 minuets. I knew this would be a test even if the rest of my predicaments came out the easiest.I then picked out the second number which was 1 and unfolded the paper. It was the one I was dreading, it said yes which meant the pegs on my balls would be attached to the zipper and would be. She was wearing small white tennis shoes and a matching pink jogging outfit. She had the front of her sweat shirt top half zipped up. I could see a white shirt under her sweatshirt. She had pulled her sweat bottoms up to show off her sexy calves and legs. The lighting under the concrete overhang was just enough, that I could tell she had a very curvaceous body. I just could not tell what size she was. I preferred busty/curvy women and she was trying hard to hide her curves from my vantage.