Brad is horny

Brad sat in the chair in the corner of the room, his cock rock-hard and pleading for attention. He watched his wife get ravaged by another man, and it turned him on so much that he had to touch himself, but he didn't want to break character or disturb Nick's rhythm with her. Finally, as the man was closing in on an orgasm, Brad began stroking himself through his pants. The sound of the slapping skin and Stacey's moans filled the room. The scent of sex and sweat was intoxicating.

Nick saw his hand moving underneath his blanket and pulled it away from him. "You can't jerk yourself off," he said.

"Why not?" asked Brad, a little embarrassed that this younger guy was making him do this but super horny at the same time.

"Because you have to ask your betters before you can."

Brad bit his lower lip and moved his hands into a praying position in front of him. "Please may I stroke myself to me fucking my wife?"

Nick smiled and nodded. "Yes, you may."

With this permission, Brad began to stroke himself harder and faster as he watched Cory's body quiver in pleasure beneath Nick. His breathing became more labored as his climax approached, he couldn't hold back any longer and his cum erupted from him like a volcano, coating his hands and the hardwod floors underneath him in a white sticky mess.

Cory looked up slowly and wiped her brow with a satisfied grin on her face. She looked at Brad who was still trying to catch his breath from the sudden release of pleasure.

Cory turned to look at him in surprise before bursting into laughter. "Oh wow, we have an early finisher here!" She said teasingly, eliciting a glare from Brad which only made her laugh harder. Nick just grinned knowingly, he had seen it all before.