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SYNOPSIS:
Hudson is a soft-spoken and mild-mannered man who recently arrived in town, with few friends but a lot of experiences to share with a like-minded man. Roman wasn't planning to be that friend, but when his wife Lily shows an interest in the potentially adventurous new arrival he's soon drawn into a world of threesome fantasies that are pushing him headlong into a real encounter. Hudson "likes to watch", but soon Roman will be doing more than just performing with his girlfriend for the masturbating man.
PART 1 EXCERPT:
"What does he look like?" she asked, her hand slowly rubbing my inner thigh where she'd smacked.
I smiled and caressed her shoulder, our eyes on the screen while two of the main characters argued loudly. None of what we were watching was really registering with me. I was looking forward to getting down to it real quick, my dick was stiffening up in my jeans.
"White male, Early thirties, one eighty or ninety, six foot five maybe, messy mid-length brown hair," I reeled off the guessed stats and quickly realized she wasn't satisfied.
"You're not a cop," she giggled "don't talk like he's a perp you're radioing in."
I didn't know what else to say really, but I gave it a shot. "Good looking, I guess," I started. "Bearded dude. Big guy. You can tell he works out. Wears a lot of denim and flannel."
"Ooh, a lumberjack!" she giggled.
"I guess."
"You seen his dick? Is he hung?" she asked, her fingers rubbing where my jeans were tight over the head of my cock, at the top of my thigh, "most guys that big have big cocks, right?"
I openly laughed, my chest heaving and making her head wobble, she giggled a little in reply.
"How the fuck would I know what he's packing?" I asked, incredulous.
Her fingers rubbed a little more, my dick swelling but trapped uncomfortably under the denim creasing around my crotch.
"Guys piss right next to each other all the time! You telling me you never looked?" she asked, dubious but humored.
I had never even seen him in the restroom at work, and even if I had I wasn't the kind of guy to be looking at other guy's cocks. "You really think dudes are just checking out other dude's junk at the urinals?" I asked. It was funny, but I was a little pissed that she thought I would be doing that.
I guess maybe I'd gone through a phase of looking when I was younger, just comparing and seeing how mine measured up, but mostly I stuck to the etiquette of maintaining a urinal buffer zone and using a cubicle if it was too busy.
"Why not?" she looked up at me, her green eyes flickering with familiar horniness. "I'd be checking out all the dicks," she smiled.
Read time: 16 minutes.
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