Again and again did Jayden call out andJohnathan answer by pulling himself up and into Jayden's flogger.Until, finally, he couldn't. Until, finally, ...ayden had pushed himbeyond where he had the strength. Until, finally, Jayden brought himto the point he could release and surrender himself.As the man sagged onto the cross Jayden stepped up to him once more andembraced him deeply. He kissed Johnathan passionately and held the manfirmly in his arms as he let that submission envelope him. I. ” “I don't have a lot of friends, much less a best friend.” “Well you got one now,” he said patting me on the cheek. “We got to go back to work lets go.” He walked away fixing his jeans, and I stood up. Looking at the floor I saw where I had popped my load. I put an old rag over the area, stepped on it a few time. And stuffed my still hard cock in my cargo pants and followed him. For the next 2 hours we cleaned the balcony. The sight of his hard cock was always on my mind, I could still. "It makes you more of a man to me, babe", she would say. "I know, but not everyone sees it that way", was his oft-heard replied.Then came the shining answer, the day that Jenna saw him rubbing his pretty big erection through his boxers at some gloryhole pics, as he surfed through his online visual smut world - something they often shared with one another to incite further sexual combustion.She stood quietly, eyeing him and the lusciously perverted photos. It spun her brain about to the point. A lively tune struck up, and she identified it immediately as ‘Slappin’ Seventh Avenue’ played by the Branford Marsalis quartet. ‘I love this song, it’s so fun to listen to.’ ‘Yeah, it’s off the ‘Romare Bearden Revealed’ CD. I love the whole album, I must have listened to it about a million times.’ They both laughed. He dried off his hands in a white towel, then yawned again. ‘Wow I’m tired, I’m going to take another shower. Why don’t you go see what’s on TV or something, or you can mess around.