Jesse Rides Again

"Got some cigarettes, gatorades, chips....some of those sour straws..." Jesse said absently as he walked in.

He looked up and he smiled when he saw Sharif with his hand resting on a downcast Peter's neck. Sharif ran a finger down Peter's cheek and the boy shivered.

"I'm sorry...about what I said before." He nearly whimpered.

Jesse looked up and down Peter's naked body and the shame he the boy felt made him grin like a wolf.

"Aw it's alright babe. My girlfriend forgets her place sometimes too." Jesse slapped Peter goodnaturedly as he sauntered passed him.

Jesse and Sharif took seats at the pair of big recliners. Sharif took out his bag of weed and began to roll a joint while Jesse turned on the PS4.

"Hey babe why don't you come sit with us." Jesse said.

Peter didn't like anything about Jesse, but the way he called him ...babe...it was so degrading.

Peter shuffled over to the bed and sat at the end closest to them. He hoped that would be enough.

"Nah nah....come sit WITH us..." Jesse looked up from choosing his team on the screen to glance suggestively between his own legs.

Peter complied kneeling between Jesse's thick pale legs.

"Atta girl." Jesse reached down and stroked Peter's head.

Sharif took a long drag of the joint before passing it to Jesse who did the same.

"Your turn..." Jesse handed it to Peter who did as told.

The world swam as he shakily handed it back to Sharif.

Peter felt dizzy but couldn't help but smile as his muscles loosened.

Jesse pressed Peter's head to rest on his leg and he complied. The way Jesse stroked his head was almost...compassionate. Peter felt the warm of Jesse's strong thighs through his shorts. Then he began to feel something else.

Jesse's cock began to stretch out in his shorts, growing directly towards Peter's face.

" Hold up a second let me get more comfy here..." Jesse paused the game, joint James between his lips as he stood up abruptly jarring Peter loose.

In one deft motion his belt was off and his shorts were in a pool at his ankles. He adjusted his bright red boxers as he sat down to let his cock and balls free.

Peter didn't want to look but knew he had ****.

Jesse's cock was nowhere near as mammoth as Sharif's but it was still a healthy 6 inches long and as thick as a Coke can. His balls were similar, thick and dense. Unlike Sharif Jesse was hairless.

"Come on babe..." Jesse grabbed his thick rod by the base and slapped it against his own leg.

Peter looked at for approval. Sharif nodded.