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Chapter 6 by Testytesterton Testytesterton

What do you do?

Just go with the flow.

You decide you are probably just being paranoid. There is probably a perfectly good reason that your creepy neighbor has his hand down your pants while you watch a sissy get stuffed on his widescreen tv, but you are too blazed to think of one. You decide it's safer to just keep Dale calm and you can both be blazed and boned until schools out and you can sneak home. You take another hard hit off the joint and pass it back, practically paralyzed with pleasure.

"Say, Elliot, you don't mind if I break out my heavy hitter do you?" Dale gives your ass a soft squeeze and you nod dumbly in response. You don't know how you could get anymore wasted, but you sure don't mind finding out. You are to say the least, surprised when instead of getting up to grab a bong, he unzips his fly and pulls out a thick, veiny cock at least three times the size of yours. He stares at the screen, slowly stroking it, using a bead of his precum to lube his long shaft. Your considerably smaller cock strains painfully in your pants and you squirm uncomfortably against his hand.

You do your best to ignore Dale's hand and pull your eyes away from his cock before he wonder's why you're staring at it. You focus on the images on screen instead, and they are plenty easy to pay attention to. The pretty porn pet is bouncing on the stud's fat cock like it's the best pony ride ever. Her little cocklette is bouncing, beads of precum flying everywhere. Your own cock is drooling too, and you can't keep it bound any longer. You unzip your jeans and pull your tighty whiteys down, freeing your handful of manmeat and begin stroking it slowly, sighing stupidly as Dale continues to knead your doughy cheeks.

Higher and hornier than you've ever been in your life, and so sheltered that the porn playing is by far the most deviant, decadent, and delicious looking thing you have ever seen, you get lost in the raunchy ryhtym of stroking and groping and deliriously drowning in the filthy fantasy. You can't really imagine yourself as a big dick stud, but you can get off on the sheer depravity of it. Then, just for a second, you remember your resemblance to the porn peach squirting her juices onscreen and you imagine you are in her place, then the next second you are spurting all over your hand.

"HEY! NEW COUCH MOTHERFUCKER! DON'T SPILL A DROP!" Dale goes from laid back to lunatic in a heartbeat and you suddenly remember why you were always so nervous around him. You quiver as your prick continues to pump your sticky seed all over your hand, and ready to overflow. You look around, but don't see anything to wipe it up. "JESUS, DUDE! JUST LICK IT UP!"

Terrified and trembling, you lick the cum off your fingers. You expected it to taste disgusting, but it's pretty mild. A little sweet even, maybe from all the fruit you eat. Before you know it, you've licked your hand clean and are squeezing the last few drops from your pulsing prick and slurping them into your greedy gullet. You lie back, smiling stupidly and not sure why, shame faced and blushing, "Sorry, Dale, I won't make a mess next time."

Dale's face unknots and relaxes into an amiable smile. "Aww, no worried, brah. Sorry I snapped. Just remember to lick up any loads that spill." You nod sheepishly, surprised and grateful that he's not dogging on you for eating your load. Maybe it's normal for guys to beat off together while watching sissy porn and playing grabass and swallowing their spurts? Before you can question it any further, Dale hands you another jay and you take a looooooong, HARD hit, obliterating any worries or doubts as the fog covers you like a security blanket.

You've gotten back into a good beat again, watching your dick loving doppelganger in a new scene, really getting hammered hard and loving every masochistic minute of it. You feel yourself getting close again, and you are almost looking forward to the clean up as you are the cumming. Then, out of nowhere, Dale pulls his hand out of your pants and pushes your it towards his cock. "Remember, dude, don't miss a drop!"

You only have a second to decide...do you open wide and catch his cum in your mouth, or make a mess and risk his fury?

Do you clean up? Or make a mess of things?

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