Yes.

Cole’s eyes widened like saucers and he swiftly pulled his own shorts and underwear off.

There it was. Half hardened but growing. Something about Cole’s manhood seemed angry, intense as it unfurled. Watching it slowly rise as Cole’s veiny shaft filled with power made the empty feeling inside Adrian nearly scream out at the sight and it took of all Adrian’s willpower to focus back on the show.

“You’re not even going to look at me,” Cole whined slightly.

“Ayyy, you’re lucky I’m even entertaining this much,” Adrian shot back.

Cole knew better than to push his luck and started stroking his shaft, looking at Adrian’s face. Cole’s cock bulged widely as it reached full mast. The sight of his favorite porn star, driving him wild. Spitting in his hand, Cole stroked his length feverishly, afraid that the moment would end. Cole studied Adrian’s new face, the softness of his–her new skin, and the large tits that seemed ready to burst out of Adrian’s shirt.

Adrian couldn’t help but look over after a few minutes, the sounds of Cole’s masturbation too enticing to ignore. Adrian’s gaze fell to the lurid sight of Cole pleasuring himself. His reddish tip glistened with precum and an errant thought ran through Adrian’s head of what it must taste like. Adrian quickly shook the thought out of mind.

Cole watched as his friend stared at his cock. The sight turned him on further, causing his aching dick to throb. Stopping briefly to readjust his position, Cole grabbed his base and stroked fervently yet despite his new captive audience, Cole felt his orgasm slipping away.

Seeing that Adrian had been watching him intently, Cole dared to ask for one favor. “Look I need a little help,” Cole said midstroke.

“I’m not touch—“

“No touching, just lose the shirt, please I’m losing it over here,” Cole pleaded. Knowing full well what Cole was going through, Adrian lifted the shirt, freeing his tits for Cole’s sake and shifted around so that he was facing Cole.

“Oh yea,” Cole groaned as he stroked more ardently then before. His eyes never leaving Adrian’s tits as he pumped away. “Shit, shit, shit I’m close,” Cole said.

Adrian watched in lustful curiosity, deriving a wanton sense of joy from knowing the effect the new body was having on Cole.

Seeing the telltale tightening just before release, Adrian leaned toward Cole slightly and without thinking said, “Así, así” in a husky tone.

Cole almost immediately shot his load upon hearing Adrian speak. Ropes of white cum erupted all over Cole’s chest, his cock spurting wildly as his orgasm soaked his shirt.

“Jesus dude. You were backed up,” Adrian said, seeing Cole’s covered chest and trying desperately to ignore the feeling of wetness between her legs.