’‘Really?’ I asked in wonder.‘Yes. Really,’ he said switching off the shower and grabbing his towel. ‘Oh, and she said we were typical men...for not doing any foreplay before we fucked each other!’‘Cheeky cow!’ I laughed ‘We oiled each other up first.’‘She thinks we should suck each other off now,’ Gary said, dropping his towel to reveal his erect cock.‘Your room or mine?’ I laughed, reaching out and fondling his cock and balls.‘Yours, I’ve just pulled all the sheets off mine to wash,’ he said. At the time.It was two weeks later, they'd beeing sleeping with each other for the past week - no, not constantly you deranged tit! - and she'd taken to sleeping over on a regular basis, fast becoming a habit. A real cute couple. Anyway, Steve had gone out with some college friends, got seriously drunk, come back and collapsed on the couch to stare blankly at a stupid mangga cartoon on cable. One of those ones with a bear that looked like it belonged in a bad LSD trip. You know, bright mauve. We kissed as we fucked, and it was only a few moments before I felt my cumshot approaching. Pete was standing next to us, watching intently and gently stroking his erect cock, hardly daring to wank it properly for fear of what his mother would say. I increased my pace and eventually dumped a load of hot sticky sperm up her fuck hole. With each jet of cum, I pushed my cock high up into her wet vagina, her legs raised high into the air and a lovely satisfied smile on her face, even though I knew. " He sheepishly explained that it was distracting anyways. I showed him this large but skinny book I'd brought with old scifi and horror movie posters beautifully adorning its pages. I gave it to him, knowing his obsession with MST3K and classic movies was worse than mine, and how he would appreciate it even more than a nerd like myself. He handed me a four movie dvd set of some classic horror films I was half familiar with, to borrow.We smoked a couple of bowls, first of his stuff, then of.