ble-butt that drives me crazy. Unfortunately, he is yet another “closet case” with the requisite beard of a full-time girlfriend, macho-talking, We’re gon married someday and have lots of kids” speech down pat, just like the rest of them, and an insatiable craving for jock-boy cod ass….I couldn’t wait to get to Moo and then caravan up the mountains past Ojai tular campground spot we have frequented several times befht on Lake Cahuma. I could picture the tall, hot, frat-dude Brian, down on his knees, sug my dick…..and then beggio fuck him, in my mind as we climbed over the Camarillo pass and headed due north towards Ventura. My cock was throbbing………..
As roached Oxnard, I couldn’t help but notice Sean’s growing bulge in his cargo shorts. He was having a four-way versation with Dave and Jonnie in front, and Mike to my left. When I looked up from my slouched position, still jamming to my own tunes, Sean would be talking to the other dudes, but would occasionally look at me, smile, and then look directly down at my long hard bulging cock. Apparently my wood was giving Sean wood. I shifted my leg directly o his and pressed it lightly o his leg. From that point further, Sea less time talking and more time gawking. Within ten minutes of light leg frotting, I could begin to see a small dark wet patch of what I assume re-cum f on the leg of Sean’s cargos. God this was gonna be a fun trip….
All this bromo-erotic leg frotting and cock spotting was not lost on Mike. He tio verse with the other three dudes animatedly, but once he figured out what was going oween me and Sean, he couldn’t resist getting in oion. Just as I felt his big strong hand reach back behind me and slip down the bay jeans, I looked over at his own very large a cock, straining against the fabric of his shorts, f yet another wet spot on the “bread” of my bro-mo sandwich. I guess there would be no need for ents….It seemed like the white creamy stuff was already flowing. I just leaned a little for