Well, since you're offering...

DeMarcus joked in response to Alex's joke. A strange tension came over them. Alex had stopped his rotating motion and had his right hand at his side when DeMarcus's brother Ronnie, with his pants open, and pulled down far enough to where ¾ of 11 inch dick was exposed and he stepped his crotch right into the slightly nerve damaged right hand of Alex and said "I don't mind of i do sissy boy" as he began to thrust his hips into Alex's.

Instinctive reflexes kicked in, as Alex gripped the monster cock that his ⅓ dead hand barely felt. Just as his brain registered what he was gripping onto, he went into panic mode, and turned his head down towards his right hand. Like it had its on brain operating it, he watched aghast, or so he imagined, as his right hand was sliding up and down his buddy's brother growing cock against his will. The nearly foot long cock popped out of Ronnie's pants, the not idle hand transitioned the slide into a stroke in the blink of an eye. All the while DeMarcus watched with a hardon growing that was just as big as his brother's. Time slowed to a stop and from what Alex could tell, everyone else in the bar was looking away at those moments,

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