I could feel the slight stickiness of his pre-cum on my skin.My breathing grew heavier and heavier, my jaw clenched, as I grew more a more familiar with the soft warm inside of my best friend’s hole. Dustin liked to talk during sex, or at least during ‘fooling around’. Gay sex It was something we left back in each of our parents’ basements, but it did cross my mind just before Dustin asked.“Yes,” I sighed, trying not to grin, but failing. Dustin didn’t make any moves as to what would come next so after wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I plopped myself down on the couch next to him and slyly asked, “Maybe you can uh… pay back the favor?”That somehow seemed to go over his head, so I abruptly spread my knees apart replicating the position he was just in. We (me, his best man, and the other three groomsmen) were doing all we could to put him at ease. I rubbed around its small circumference for a moment, eliciting a low hum from Dustin.
