Craig returns?

Taylor turned to the door, and he saw… Craig?

“Yo!” The young man chuckled, now missing his shirt as well as his pants. “Did you miss me?”

Taylor raised an eyebrow and turned towards the backroom, where he could hear the faint sounds of Craig and Jane laughing and moaning as they were doing something hot and horny somewhere back there.

“So, what?” Taylor asked, scratching his head as he watched Craig’s huge cock wagging around in front of him with every step. “You cloned yourself?”

“Nah, I’m just done fucking her already.” He said with a shrug, leaning up against the counter next to his bottomless friend. “We’re going to be in there for a while, and I felt bad for leaving you hanging like that after the first few hours. Then, I realized that I didn’t have to! So after another few hours I decided to go back in time to this moment and meet up with you.”

“Oh, okay…” Taylor said, scratching his head. “I probably would’ve went back there and told you to hurry up after about ten minutes.”

“I guess future me, or the ‘right now’ me keeps you from doing it, because that never happened.”

“Huh…” Taylor crossed his arms. “Yeah, that makes sense.”

The duo stood there quietly for a moment as they heard Jane cry out with lust from the backroom.

“I gave it to her good, by the way.” Craig chuckled, nudging Taylor with an elbow. “She was a cock zombie by the time I was done with her.”

“What’s a cock zombie?”

“Shut up.”

Taylor rolled his eyes, then turned them towards his own twitching erection.

“Damn, why am I still hard?” He asked, reaching down to grab it by the base and shake it. “It’s like my dick forgot how to relax.”

“Oh, that was me.” Craig said, grabbing his own cock by the head. “I thought it’d be funny if you were stuck like that.”

“Well, it’s not.” Taylor sighed, giving his friend an annoyed look. “How am I supposed to wear jeans like this?”

“Not my problem.” Craig shrugged, glancing towards the backroom with a smirk as Jane’s shrieks grew louder. “At least you won’t have to worry about ever getting it up.”

“Wasn’t ever a problem before…” Taylor said, then looked around the showroom and the many beds surrounding them. “By the way, why aren’t you fucking her on one of these?”

Craig looked around, and his expression fell.

“Shit, you’re right.” He said, slapping the side of his head at the realization. “I guess I was just following her lead.”

“I don’t blame you, especially after you gave her those tits.”

Craig smiled and grunted at the reminder, giving his big dick a hard pump with the hand gripping it.

Taylor’s cock twitched at the sight, and he cocked his head to the side as a thought came to mind.

“Hey, did you make me bi, or something?” He asked, suddenly wondering why he had been so comfortable with (and even turned on) by their respective levels of nudity. “On that note, are you bi?”

“I don’t like labels.” Craig said with another shrug. “But yeah, I’ll fuck almost anyone that’s hot, and it’d be weird if my best friend didn’t feel the same way, right?”

Taylor thought about that for a split second, but quickly shrugged off any reservations about it without a second thought. Craig had a point, he thought. Best friends should have things like that in common.

“By the way…”

Craig reached over hand grabbed Taylor’s hard dick, causing it to thumb eagerly in his grasp.

“Let’s go try out some of these beds.”