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Chapter 41 by Zingiber Zingiber

Stroke fast or stroke slow?

Stroke fast

Hank sat on a towel in the slowly cooling sauna after Gary had left, stroking his cock.

He visualized the buttholes that Gary had already plundered -- Sharon's, Peter's, Dr. Josh Rubin's and his wife Sonia Rubin's -- each with Gary's big penis penetrating, stretching, thrusting, making his partners come. Hank sighed, stroking faster. And Gary had even had his finger up his mother Veevee's butt while they masturbated together.

"Yeah. Good start, Gary," he murmured. Hank wondered if he'd done anal with Bernie Bernstein yet. Such a cutie. Real woman, real curves. "Ohh." Gary loved her big ass. Bernie didn't. He hoped she'd get more relaxed and confident. Maybe that job together at Jim's. "Oh yeah, Gary. Stick by your lady. Give it to your best girl. Ahh." His clenched hand moved faster, up and down over his cock head. "Ah!"

Hank's eyes squeezed tight. He groaned. His cock head swelled, his root pulsed and pumped, and he shot a load onto his bare belly.

Hank lazed in the warmth for long minutes, then blotted himself with the tail of the towel and headed back inside. One yawn followed another. He dropped the towel in a laundry hamper, climbed the stairs, and crawled into bed beside Veevee. His wife sighed and turned over. His best girl.

Within a few minutes Hank had joined her in sleep.

What next? (Gary and Bernie's new jobs/apartment?)

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