The ACER and Phil
by Brilane <behk@sprynet.com>

Part One:

Who am I?  Sometimes wish I knew. Me I'm a Gay guy who has latent
heterosexual tendencies. Boy, that sounded good. Yeah I like that.  Well
you get the idea. My boyfriend is Straight with Latent homosexual
tendencies. He is as fucked-up as I, guess that's why we work so well
together.  But of course neither one of us is Queer, Right?

Well that takes care of the sex end of it or does it? Oh, yes there is how
we met. I mean how we truly met.

Well it all started back last fall. Phil and I work for the same company,
but not the same department. Thank GOD.. You see we were on this trip in
late summer and had to share a room together and being straight studs it
was nothing to undress in front of each other. He had taken off his clothes
down to his white tee shirt and Hanes briefs. When I saw his bulge in the
white cotton I almost chocked on the Coke I was drinking. Now you must
understand that Phil is an average looking guy but by keeping himself in
shape he has the very sexy presents about him. It translates into him
being, in my eyes, a Hunk.  He started walking around the hotel room in
just the tee shirt and those tight briefs talking and me lying on the bed
trying to hide my growing penis from his gaze. Well he pulls of the tee and
for the first time I see his chest and it was nice. Large nipples sitting
on well defined pecks. I had to sit up so my hardon would not be seen. Then
with one motion, while talking business all this time, he slips his fingers
into the waist band of the briefs and slides them down. My eyes watched
every inch of his lower torsol being exposed to me for the first time. My
hart seemed to pick up speed and I could feel the sweet beads on my brow
forming. I nearly gasped at what his manhood looked like when the waist
band passed over it and down his thighs allowing it to swing free. It was a
good seven inches long and fairly thick with Foreskin covering a large
head. I have two fetishes, men in underwear and uncut penises. Now this guy
was teasing my groin with both.

Well Phil finally went into the bath room and showered, giving me time to
recoup my thoughts and cock.  By the time he emerges toweling himself I
quickly undressed, leaving on the Hanes I was wearing and went into the
bath. Once inside I just rubbed the pouch of my briefs as my cock
hardened. I removed them and jumped into the shower and started the
water. Then just picturing that uncut dick of Phil's I started to
jerk-off. I blow one load almost immediately. Then while cleaning myself
off had to repeat it again and got another load. By this time I knew I
couldn't stay in the bath all night and while toweling hoped Phil would be
in bed asleep. I put on my briefs and went out to the room. Phil was laying
on the bed in his shorts and rubbing his sex threw a pair of jockey briefs
he had put on, very gently. I decided to just get in bed and lie with my
back towards his bed. He said good night to me and turned out the light and
in the darkness I could hear him jerkin-off. With my hard dick pressed
against the mattress I just listened to his breathing and the sound of
pulling flesh. He made slight moaning sounds and I could smell the sex
juices in the air. Then he let out a louder moan and I turned over and
looked. Phil, had his hips raised off the bed, his right hand squeezing his
cock and cum pouring down this wrist. He dropped suddenly and let out a
sigh. Phil turned his head to me and said how the barmaid had him hard all
night, he just had to get off. With that he went into the bathroom and took
another shower.

I turned over and with my own briefs full of cum drifted off to sleep.

Well over the next few week I spent many night and some weekend days
beating-off to fantasies of Phil and he sex organ. All kinds of dream and
lots of orgasms. Oh! Phil and I are friend at work, but I looked at him now
with more lust then ever.

Then one day my ACER computer decided to act up. It started doing crazy
things and would just freeze up. Well this had me all worked up and I was
thinking of an ax as the answer to my computer problem. One day at a
meeting I mentioned to Phil and another guy there, that the ACER was
dead. Well Phil said he was fairly knowledgeable in computers and if I
would like he'd be more then willing to drop by on Saturday morning and
look at it. I said YES almost before he ended the last word. That was a
Tuesday.

I spent the rest of the week either beating off to thought of what might
be. Or sweating out what could happen if I so much as looked the wrong
way. Was Phil just taunting me in that hotel room with messages of desire
or just horny like he said.  All I know is I fully desired him and if not
for working in the same place would jump his bones in a second.

By Friday morning I had just about worn the life out of my prick jerkin'
off over the fantasies going threw my mind of Phil.  At about two in the
afternoon Phil drops his body on the corner of my desk. His bulging basket
a foot from my face. How can a guy have a basket in a pin-strip?

"Don, tomorrow in the morning OK with you? I was thing ten or so. Wouldn't
want to catch you in the shower or someone's hole." he says with a slight
chuckle.

God five am would do me fine. I was thinking. " That's OK with me Phil. Now
move your ass I have work to do." I was about to blow a load at my desk
with him sitting there. He gets up and I watch his manly ass as he strolls
down towards his office.

I could feel my Hanes starting to become damp from the pre-cum soaking into
the pouch.  I started thinking this might not be the best idea, him fixing
my computer. Yet I was so turned on by him that I new I would let him in in
the morning and pray deep down he wanted to fix more then my ACER.

Well as you might have guessed by Saturday morning I had become a nervous
wreck and when the door bell rang I nearly dropped my morning cup of
coffee. I had spent most of the preceding hour in the shower making sure
every inch of my body was squeaky clean. I walked over to the front door
and took a deep breath and pulled it open. I nearly let out a loud gasp.

Phil had arrived carrying a small bag and was smiling his seductive grin
and his eyes seem to sparkle. I let him in and was trying not to look at
him. He had on a jacket he removed once in the living room, and what I was
presented with was one hot looking man. He has one of those body shirts,
blue, that was so tight I could see his large nipples and sweet paint that
were slightly to small for him that hugged his upper thighs and curved into
his crouch. They were white and they outlined his manhood as no other
sweets I have ever seen. Plus they were white. He turned and bent over to
pull something out of the bag and from the angle I was watching it was
plain he had nothing under those hot sweets. As I stood feeling the heat of
my own body I knew this was going to be a long morning.

"Want a cup of coffee?" I asked not knowing what else to say as he looks at
the Acer computer I have in the corner of the living room.

"Sure do Pal." He says as he settles into my chair. " Looks nice Don. Lets
see what she is doing" and he turns it on. I head into the kitchen and get
him a cup of coffee and bring it out to him. "Hope cream and sugars OK? " I
said as he leans over and gets a disk out of the bag.

Standing beside him I can see the out line in those tight sweats of his
cock and it appears bigger then it was when I went into get his coffee.

"Don, you paying attention to me?" Phil ask loudly, bring me back to why he
was here to start with.  "Yeah", is all I reply. as he starts to explain
that he is running a diagnostic program.

" Well Pal, lets see what you problem is." Phil says as he starts the
program. "Don you could get a chair and sit down. I want you to watch what
she does."

I pull a chair up beside him and I can feel the warmth of his body as he
start to go threw the diagnose. Putting his hand on my leg he says, "Look
like the hard drive is corrupted, you'll have to call the manufacture and
have them fix it."

"That sucks, now what do I do?" I start in about how it will cost a lot and
take a few week to get them to fix it. I had called once before so I knew
if it had to go in for repairs it would be a while before I saw it again.

Phil's next comment threw me. "You could always watch skin flicks while you
wait." as he got up and stretched.  His crouch was right in front of my
face and I could tell he was getting hard, which produced a big one in my
jeans. He walked over to the couch and sat down sort of laying down
really. "I've got two at home and you can borrow one if you need it for a
while. It an older Packerd Bell but I'll bring it over this evening and
help you put the things you need to get along. If you want?"

" That's good of you Bud, but it wont be necessary." I said as I walk over
to the chair across from the couch.

"Look Don, if your like me you play on the Net and a few week with some
cyber-sex can be a drag. No I'll bring the Bell over and we can set it
up. Unless you have a hot fuck planned for tonight?" He says as he rubs his
dick threw the pants.

"You provide the beer and get some hot fuck flick and I get you set up OK?"
Phil is now grinning at me.

"OK, I'll owe you big time for that. wont I?"

"That settled I'll be going and will come back say, seven?"  Phil says as
he get up and it was plain he had a very firm cock between his legs. I
stood up deciding not to hide my own erection any longer. Phil looks at me
then look down at my bulging jeans.

" Looks like your getting horny Pal, Over me or the chick you fucked last
night?" He says as he steps close to me.

I began sweating and wasn't sure if he was providing an opening to me. I
decided to pass on it and turned and walked over to the computer.  " I am
always horny when I don't get it on a Friday night Don."  Phil is saying as
he walks up to me and stands right behind me.

I turn and look at him and he steps up to me and put his hand on my
shoulder. "I need to get laded soon or I'll go nuts. I haven't had my cock
sucked for a few weeks now." He is looking right into my eyes. "When I get
back to night I may be in a better mood. If not I may have to just beet-off
while hooking the Bell up."

With that he turns and gets his bag and heads for the door.  At the door he
turns and look at me. "I am the kind of guy who can get into all most
anything. Don yeah know what I mean?"

"See you at seven." and he leaves.

Now what am I to do. He is so hot and he was just about saying that we
could get it on if I was interested.

I walked into the bedroom and laid down on the bed and began to rub my
crouch and to think that what if we do work together I want to suck his
uncut cock so much. I decide then and there to go for it. Yeah, that body,
those pecks, suck him all over.

My hand wrapped tightly around my cock I begin to pump it hard. On the
third stroke the door bell rings. "Shit" I mutter as I put my hardon in my
pants, zip them up and get off the bed to go to the front door.

Opening the front door I find Phil.

"The car wont start. I think the battery is to low." he says as he walks
in.

"Want me to jump it for you?" I reply looking at him.

" You got any beer, Don? I need a drink." Phil says as he walks over to the
couch. He sits back down in the same manor as before only this time he
shows a smaller basket.  He was hard before. I think as I walk into the
kitchen and get a brew for him. Returning to him I hand him the beer and
sit beside him this time.

"I'll get my jacket and get your car started." I say as I start to get up.


"Wait a minute, Pal. I just want to sit a minute." Phil says as he reaches
out and pulls me back down onto the couch. "Don, what you do when you get
horny? he says almost inaudibly .

The question sort of threw me, though now I was sure he wanted something
from me. I began to think he wanted sex but didn't know how to get it
started. I wasn't about to leap to fast though, not yet.

"What I mean, is, well." he starts to stammer.

" You mean do I sack any warm body when my dick starts acting up?" I add
quickly. " Like sex and Karen has a nice tight ass."

Phil sits up straight and looks at me directly, but from his expression I
couldn't make out what he was trying to get to, though I knew deep down,
but I was not about to help him. Phil wants sex with me he is going to have
to make the first move.  I looked right into his brown eyes and could see
little beads of sweat forming on his brow. The air was now thick with the
intensity and I knew he would now do it.

"Don't get this wrong Don, but remember last summer when I jerked off in
front of you?" He says as he leans closer. "I got the feeling it bothered
you but not in a negative way. What were you thinking?"

Now what would I say to that. The truth sounded so silly yet was true. "How
should I have felt, watching you whack off and that movie got me hard."

He leans closer. "That's what I mean, you went into the bath to unload,
right? Why didn't you just jack-off with me?

"Shy I guess. You like joint JOs, that it Phil?" I now stand up with my
zipper right in front of his face, looking down at him.

"Sometimes it can be fun, you know?" he says but his eyes are glued to my
pants. I had gotten real hard and it was very visible to him. I was trying
to make this as easy for him with jumping his bones.

Phil look up and places his left hand on my hip. With that I brush his
hair. He stands and moves very close to my face. So close I can smell his
sweat and feel the heat of his body on my own face.

"Look Don, I no queer but I have these feelings," He going to do it, I
think to myself, just looking into his eyes without any movement on my
part. " you ever have that happen to you?"

"With some guys yeah." I decide to help him now. Seeing how this is hurting
him as much as it appears to be getting him excited. I look down his body
and the white sweats are tented at his crouch. " Only a few times, like
that night in the hotel room."

Phil's face is now so close to mine I can feel the moistness of his breath
as he breathes. Nothing is said as we stand for what seamed far to close
for far to long for two straight guys.  Then I feel on my right hip the
light touch of his hand. Ever so slight, as though he is not sure this is
the right thing to be doing. The hand just rest on the belt and one finger
is pressing slightly on my shirt above it. His eyes are so close I see my
reflection in the pupils.  I place my hand on his right hip above the
sweats on the body shirt and as I press harder on his body he in turn
presses his on my jeans. Phil slips his right hand on my left side and
starts to slide it around to my back. I move my face closer and our noses
touch and he then leans into my face kissing me. I can feel the hesitation
as he begins to do what seem to him a most unmanly act.

Deciding that he has done more then enough I slide my left hand around him
and pull his body deep into mine and open my mouth to the kiss he is
offering. Phil's tongue slides deep inside and he washes my teeth as he
starts to rotate his head now relaxing his body and releasing his fears and
starts the love making we both now want.


ACER & Phil II
by Brilane <behk@sprynet.com>

"All a dream, it was all a just dream, damn!" was all I could think as I
felt the dampness surround my crotch.  Laying on the four posted bed all I
could think of was Phil's lips on mine and that uncut cock pressing into my
own 6" hardon.  The whole thing was a wet, very wet dream. Oh! yes Phil
arrived in the morning and analyzed the problem with my ACER then said he
would be back this evening with his old computer, I could use that until
mine was repaired. Just having him in my house wearing those hot tight
white sweats made my blood flow and my cock leak.

I was to get the flick and he the food and brew. We would set up his
machine and kill the evening watching some fuck video. I wanted to just
spend it on my knees sucking his cock to an ultimate explosion of cum.
Getting off the bed I pulled off my jeans and soaked boxer briefs and went
into the bath to shower again.

In the shower it occurred to me that a good Bi-sex flick might do the
trick.  At least I could see him get hardon and a mutual JO might just
happen. I want more but he had to make the first move, not me.  So showered
and dressed, I headed of to my favorite porn shop for just the right
flick. It had to have only one girl and two guys, really a masked Gay
thing, so that most of the action is the two dudes. I knew of just the one;
I had pumped myself crazy three weeks earlier watching it. I also wanted to
get this Gay one with two guys on a bed in just white briefs feeling and
kissing their way to total sex. That was the one I really loved.

By five-thirty I was in a heated state. My cock had stayed semi-hard all
afternoon. It tends to leak a lot and by now it had really left a good
stain on my underwear. I thought about changing again and went to the
bedroom were I could smell the scent of sex from the cum soaked boxer
briefs I had tossed on the floor. I decided to let the smell stay
there. Even leaving the door open so it might filter out to the living
room. That thought in my head I reached into my fly and rubbed my hardon a
little.

The car horn startled me out of my day dream of him. I looked out to the
parking lot and see Phil's car. He was over an hour early.  I ran down and
he was just opening the back door. " I thought we could get this set up and
that would give us time to enjoy the flick. You did get it?"

"I got a couple" I said as he carried the computer and I the pizza he
brought.

"What type?  Hope you got something different," Phil said as he laid the
box on the floor beside my computer desk. " I was thinking a Bi thing might
be fun to see for once." I nearly dropped the pizza on that line.

"Well I didn't but Thursday night I got one just to see what my brother
does. He is Bi and I thought, well I don't know..."

"Hey, that's thinking." he said, cutting me off.  "Let's get this set up
fast so we can enjoy." Phil said as he disconnected and set up the IBM. "I
brought the rest of it. They're in the trunk, the monitor and keyboard." He
said as he heads for the door. That was when I realized he had changed his
clothes. Also I could smell the scent of a fresh shower as he passed me. He
had on a plain white pocket tee shirt, just tight enough but not as tight
as the body one this morning and a pair of jeans that were snug on him and
showed his ass and legs to a tee. Outside I took a good look at his basket
and he hung nicely to his right in the jeans. I was pressing my jeans fly
by this time. I decided not to even hide my filling cock. As he leaned into
the trunk I could see the leg seam of his briefs pressing against the denim
just below his cheeks. I almost blew my load right there. The thought of my
face licking those white briefs and its pouch. He quickly turns his head
and smiled. His !  face
 was level with my zipper. I reached in and helped him with the monitor and
his face was about three inches from mine. I could feel the heat of it as
mine began to sweat.

"You're out of shape, Don?" he said with a smile. "If this light load makes
you sweat."

"It is not this load making me sweat." I snarled at him as I take the
monitor from him and walk into the apartment.

About an hour later the IBM was set up with my Internet and mail programs
installed and the zip file and printer all operational. I hid the zip disk
containing the Gay stuff, letting the fuck video do the trick if anything
was going to happen.

"Don, pop the flick in, will you? I am going out to the store for the
brewski. I didn't want to leave the car parked with the computer in it. Be
right back." Phil says as he headed out the door. I decided that because he
had showered I would change my damp briefs and wash real fast. Hell, this
was becoming a lot of work. I could have just jumped into the S10 and
headed for Santa Cruz and got a cock.  Hell, ten cocks by the time I got
his. If at all.

But it was not only his cock. Something about Phil always intrigued me. His
manner, his way of being masculine with the overbearing jock shit. I not
only got hard at the trunk but a warm feeling crept in somewhere.  In fact
my hardon had subsided as I thought more about his face and how it looked
so close to mine. The look and the smell. I started feeling that I wanted
to do more than just suck on his uncut cock.

"Hey, Don!!!"  Phil's voice echoed through the apartment. " Got that TV
going yet?"

"I'm in the bath." I yelled back.

"Pal, you're wasting it? The video!  Remember?

"Don't worry dude, I'll save you some." I said as I walked back into the
living room.  Phil was on the couch opening a bottle of beer. Those sexy
legs in a perfect V and that cock lying down his thigh. He patted the
cushion beside him. "Sit.  This girl is hot."

I took a beer out of the Cube and sit down. "Put it on pause. The beers
should be put on ice." I said as I got up and grabbed the cube to go into
the kitchen.

"You lighten up!" his voice was harsh. " Settle down and relax I wont bite
you."  .  Placing the cube in the fridge, I sighed. "Why am I now so
spacy?"  I was thinking to myself as I took a real deep breath and walked
slowly back into the living room. I begin to think of ditching the whole
idea. That changed when I looked over at Phil and saw he had one hand
massaging the hard outline of that beautiful cock down his right leg, his
eyes glued to the TV. I walk over.  On the screen was a blonde laying on a
table with a guy's head between her legs tonguing her pussy while beside
her a good looking dude, real young too, and he was sucking on this big
uncut cock. The scenes went from the guy eating pussy to the other guy
sucking cock, the longest parts stick to the cocksucking and my own rod is
now hard as a rock. I sit right beside Phil and started to get into the
flick. My cock was now crawling down the left leg of my jeans. I rested my
left hand on it and began lightly squeezing it. As my finger moved, I felt
Phil's elbow hit mine. I looked over and his was now !  half way down his
right leg to his knee. His hand is working it with a steady gentle
pace. The sight of it hardens mine more but I don't want to rush this so I
let up on my own hand work.

Looking up at the TV, the girl was now getting fucked by one good looking
blond guy's good sized uncut cock. The scene turned to the other two guys
and they were on the floor in a sixty-nine. One guy was licking the head of
this bright purple cock as the pre-cum started flowing out of it.  The
other guy was down under the first guys ball sack licking just above the
asshole.

I could hear Phil's heavy breathing and looked over at him. His eyes were
transfixed to the gay sex and he said softly, "that is real hot." almost to
himself. The rest of the sex video concentrated on the two guys on the
floor with the sound of the girl getting plowed in the background. This
film was not the one on the box cover. It was even better then that one and
I was having a hard time keeping my eyes on both the sex the guys on the
tube were having, and what Phil's reaction was. My hand started to work my
cock again as I looked at the screen.  The guys are now sucking each other
in rapid pace and the close-up shots of the ridged, saliva-covered cocks as
their mouths rode up and down was just perfect. Two uncut veiny rods being
devoured by these hot dudes mouths were having an effect on my cock. I was
leaking so much that my jeans were wet. I looked down at Phil and his hand
is now tight around his cock as a wet spot appeared at the end where the
head can now be clearly !  seen. He looked at me and our arms are touching
each other. I saw his eyes looked at my leg and the wet stain I was
making. He looked back at my face as his arm moved and he slid his hand
along my arm 'til it stopped at my wrist.

I tightened my arm

"Don, relax. Phil's voice was low and soft. "You can take it out. Sex is
sex no matter who it is with."

I looked at his eyes and he looked down at his zipper and then to mine,
letting go of my arm. He took his hands and unzipped his jeans, pulling up
the tee shirt as he opened the fly, exposing the white waist band of his
classic Hanes briefs. He slid his hand inside the open jeans and started to
rub his hard cock down inside his right leg, then looked back at the TV. I
looked down at my jeans and opened the fly, sticking my left hand inside,
massaging my cock inside the jeans. I looked back at the TV.

The two dudes were now lying facing each other. One on his back as the
other licked and sucked his nipples. The young one's hands are rubbing the
guy's ass who is doing the nipple sucking. As he worked the guy ass probing
his hole, the other guys started the tongue trail down his body to the hard
cock. Finding it he dove onto it, all the way down until his nose was
buried in the kid's pubic hairs.  Not one scene of the girl.  The focus of
the video was totally on the two guys having gay sex. The slurping sound of
the mouth and the sounds of moans of the kid getting blown permeate the
room. The close up of the mouth on the cock caused me to let out a low moan
as I squeezed my hard, brief-covered cock.

"Gawd, what a job he is doing on that hunk of meat."

Phil's voice startled me slightly and without thinking I said " That must
really feel good to him?"

I glanced over at Phil's crotch and he had the pouch of the white briefs
out over the blue denim with his hand wrapped around his brief-wrapped
cock, pulling it down in front of him. I looked at his face and his eyes
were on my hand, watching my own handy work. I decided to pull my jeans
down below my knees exposing my gray boxer briefs completely. I then took
my own brief covered cock again and start pulling it harder. Looking back
at Phil I see his eyes are glued to my hand action. Looking down to his
crotch, his leaking cock had made his briefs almost transparent.  He let go
and slid his jeans down, and I got a clear view of his tight Hanes brief
and his sexy thigh muscles. Phil placed his right hand around his full cock
and started slowly pulling it again. The leg opening pulled away from his
thigh and I got a view of his pubic hair. Light-brown and not very much of
it from what I could see. Looked like he shaved it a little. I look at his
face and he had turned his atte!  ntio n back to the TV screen. I looked
down at the enormous V I have in the center of my boxer briefs. Then I
turned my view up to the television to watch the two dudes having sex.

On the screen was the boy on his back getting blown. His head was thrashing
back and forth and he is pinching his left nipple hard. The sound was of
his groaning as he told the guy to bite the head harder, "Harder" That was
all you heard over and over again.  The scene moved down to the guy giving
the blow job and his mouth was down the stiff shaft completely as he swung
his head from side to side. Then he slid up the cock to just the crown and
sucked so hard his cheeks caved in, and the sucking sound filled my living
room. He pulled hard off the cock about two inches and a train of saliva
and pre-cum strung itself from his lips to the tip of the erection. Then he
dove hard down on the cock twisting his head as he did so. His face turned
back and forth as saliva escaped his lips and slid down to the boys ball
sack, which is now tight against his crotch.

The guy repeated this several times and the slurping sounds were
louder. The boy started trying to hump the guys mouth, lifting his ass off
the carpet and you could hear him saying to the guy, "Suck it, Oh, it, Oh,
your hot mouth!." The cock was now so slick with the man's spit and its own
pre-cum that it was shining. I noticed the boy's belly tighten and the guy
pulled off the cock just as it starts to cum. He grabed the boy's cock and
held it against his cheek as the eruption covered his hair and cheek with
thick white ropy cum. Lots of cum.

"FUCK!!!!" I heard Phil moan loudly and I looked at his crotch. He is
squeezing his cock so hard the veins on the back of his hand are sticking
out. The smell in the air is thick with the pungent sex small that our
pre-cum soaked briefs have produced.

"What a cum shot, Don. Man that kid carries one good load," Phil was saying
in heavy breaths.  My own breathing has gotten heavy and my hand had now
developed its own rhythm. Phil spread his legs wide apart and his right one
was now tightly against my left. I spread mine more and could feel the heat
of his leg as it moved to the beat of his own hand action on his underwear
covered cock.

I looked at the screen again and the guy was rubbing the cum-drenched cock
all over his face stopping to lick the cum off it every now and then. He
took more cum and spread it along his chin and then licked the cum that
fell on his wrist. My balls were beginning to really tighten. I knew I was
close.

I jumped at the touch of Phil's hand as it rested on my left leg. As I gaze
over I saw he had switched hands and was pounding his cock with his left
one and the right hand was squeezing my left leg at the boxer brief's leg
opening. Quivers ran through my entire body. The top of his cock in the
white briefs is really pouring pre-cum as his hand moves up and
down. Phil's breathing is fast and deep as he was getting close.  I looked
at the waist of the briefs, they are soaked with sweat.

Turning back to the screen the boys cock was now deep in the guy's mouth as
he licked up the last of its juices.

"That must taste good." I said in a hushed whisper to myself.

"He certainly thinks so." Phil voice broke my thought. I can now feel his
hip and side tight against mine and his shoulder was now touching me. I
looked over at him and he was looking at my cock work. His face was covered
with sweat and as he raised his face; he looked straight into my eyes. I
could smell the sweat his brow is producing and feel his moist hot breath
against my lips and nose.  I leaned towards him and he to me. Both
breathing hot and hard. The base of my cock tightened and I could feel it
expanding in my fist. My stomach contracts.

"DON GAWD..... OOOOOOOH," Phil started to say.

"I am going to ....


To Be Continued