I was able to calm my cock a little but it was still semi-erect and the towel barely concealed it. I decided to throw caution to the wind and put on c...ean boxers in front of Brandon. After all, we were two men and it wouldn’t be that unusual to change in front of him. I dropped my towel to the floor and pulled out a clean pair of boxers from my bag. I was turned to the side, giving Brandon a good view of my cock without being too obvious. I’m average sized, about six inches and not. I took one hand and ran it up her leg to her yellow panties and ran my fingers softly along her crease..wet…this woman is always wet … That’s when I missed Tommie..”Where is Tommie?” I asked. She turned, looked at me and grinned, ”You like him don’t you? Isn’t he beautiful? And so sexy..I know he turns you on..I saw how you were looking at him. It’s ok…..the few other’s I dated couldn’t handle it, last night was a first for all of us. He’ll be right out, he wants to be pretty for you.” I. But it wasn't until I went to my own clothes hamper that I made a sexy discovery. The knickers that I had worn Friday were on top of the pile, instead of under the rest of the clothes. As I pulled them from the hamper, I immediately saw why. Mark had gotten into my hamper some time during the weekend and taken my knickers out. I knew this because the crotch of the panties were covered with cum stains. Needless to say, this lit my pussy on fire like no tomorrow. I had to sit down on the toilet. Holy shit, man, he thought.He jumped up and rushed to the kitchen. In the fridge was a six-pack of Heineken, one bottle down, but his dad kept more in the pantry. There he found three more sixes, and a six-pack of Samuel Adams, his mom’s favorite. Mom would catch his thievery for sure, but not if Tim Malone could replenish his stock from his dad’s; both dad’s drank only Heineken. Henry liked Heineken, too, just fine.Tim was his only true friend. They’d pal’d around together since kindergarten..