This place was massive. Gay sex I haven’t gotten any in months.” Simon said, his hand moving against his lap. He was mixed with a light caramel complexion. Why do I have to shit like right now? My phone rang. “Jello?” I answered. “Yeah I’m here. Wesley scooted over and started playing with my low-hanging balls. “Fuck that feels good.” I moaned as I leaned my head back. I raise a brow. The air was filled with loud, rhythmic smacking and slight pants, mostly from Simon with his sensitive, 6.5 uncut inches. Well why not? Wes and I went down for trespassing, destruction of property, and possession, but being underage teens, we got off a little easier. Why do I have to shit like right now? My phone rang. “Jello?” I answered. “Yeah I’m here. Your things haven’t arrived yet, but whenever they do, we’ll get you situated.” He said. “Ray! Spill it.” “There’s an abandoned house a few blocks away with a back window smashed in. I reached out for the lube, but Simon shook his head. “Nah I got it.” He said, wrapping a hand around the base of my cock and squeezing out the warm, thick liquid.
