"There's no girlfriend. There's no one, why would anyone be interested in..." Tom started."someone who is gay?" I blurted out.He flinched, but didn't ...ove away from me. Instead he put his own beer bottle on the table.Tom Welling stared at me, my eyes back at him, wondering who was going to break this silence.Then he nodded. "Yes, I am gay." Tom whispered. I smiled, for he had just confirmed my thoughts about him."What's so funny?" he asked me. "I'm gay too." I told him.Once again he stared at. I’m enjoying the sight of my dick looking longer than usual. Suddenly I hear a moan, my head snaps towards the door to see Astrid with one hand mauling her covered breasts and the other rubbing her pussy through her pants. I grab a pillow to cover up and apologise. She walks up between my knees and takes the pillow. She places it on the floor before she kneels. Her pretty face and kissable lips are only inches from my dick. “I’ve never seen a man shave his dick before,” she says. “It looks. He a girlfriend and when they went to fuck for the first time Mike spewed his load just as he pulled his cock from his pants. That happened three times and the girl broke up with him. The next time this happened, Mike was with sister of one of his buddies, They had been drinking. And again Mike shot his load just pulling his cock out his pants. This time he claimed to be drunk. Mike decided it would not be good if word got out about his problem so he avoided girls and sex. Enter Mary, a good. You undo my belt and the top button of my pants, working your other hand into them rubbing just over my boxers, teasing my now throbbing cock. Then suddenly you back away, smile and start walking away. There I am with my groin on fire stunned at this turn of events, when you look over your shoulder and say, "well aren't you coming with me?"I follow you back into the party, more determined than ever to have you and fulfill your every desire. My cock is pulsing as I watch your hips sway from side.