What is it?

Just as you finish emptying your balls all over the TV, floor and your fist something catches your eye, just a flash of movement from the area of the door. Oh shit you say to yourself, and you quickly shove your semi-hard cock back into your pants and spin around. You don't see anyone there and you move over to the door and don't see anyone down the hall. A false alarm you say to yourself thankful that no one saw you jacking off.

You return to the TV and get a washcloth from the bathroom and clean the load of cum you shot onto the screen and floor. The DVD is paused on a close up of the woman shoving her fingers in her cunt. You can see her fat, erect clit, and her lube covered fingers; it makes your cock start to harden in your pants again, and you think about watching more and jacking off again. You decide you should probably go check in with John and met Megan.

John is in the big game room playing Madden NFL football on his Playstation2. "So do you still suck or do you need me to whip your ass to prove it?"

John looked at me and said, "You think you are hot shit bro, but you are the one who sucks."

You snap back at him, "I could beat you with the Cincinnati Bengal's."

John looked at me and said, "Prove it" and he flipped the controller to you.

The two of you are hot and heavy into the game; you are winning 27 to 7 when you hear someone behind you. You turn and behold one of the most stunningly beautiful girls you have ever seen. You realize instantly that you have in fact seen her before; it was the girl who was masturbating for you on the DVD. You just about crap in you pants, and then you feel your cock start to stiffen to full boner. You hear John saying, "This is Megan. Megan meet by bro in arms."

Megan extends a hand and you shake her hand. You wonder idly if it is the hand she was fucking her tight pussy with, but you try to shake it. John is playing one of his weird mind games and you need to just stay cool and play along. "Nice to meet you Megan," you hear yourself say. You wonder briefly if she was the one who was watching you jack off today, but if she was she shows no sign of it. You try not to stare at her ample tits that are on display in the tight low cut shirt she is wearing.

"Come on let's finish the game," John says. "I am about to beat your ass."

"The only ass beating around here will be yours. I could spot you four touchdowns and still win."

John says, "I'll take that bet."

"You know I can't play you for money; that is fairly stupid since your trust fund earns more in a week than I do in a year."

Megan comes up and leans over John showing off her nice firm tits to you. You hear John say, "Well I am sure we can find something to wager on."