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Nick squeezed Benjie’s leg harder.
Reading his gesture as needing something more physically aggressive, Benjie squeezed his shoulders. His eyes glanced toward Nick’s crotch, an outline of an erection billowed beneath his pants. His own hard penis jerked in a throb. When Benjie unbuttoned Nick’s short sleeve shirt, massaging his large, firm pecs, Nick smiled.
Benjie’s hands explored Nick’s chest, his fingers gently brushing the hair growing between his nipples, and then, slowly tracing down the center of his ribcage to his navel.
“I feel funny when you touch me.” Nick trembled with his slightest touch. “Am I a Queer?”
“I hate that word. Don’t say queer. You’re gay. That’s the right word to describe who we are. But I might not be the right person for you to find out if you’re gay.” Benjie stared at Nick’s cock as it pulsed beneath the upper leg of his pants. Fuck! What am I supposed to do now?
“Please touch me.” Nick pleaded, staring at his own crotch, while slipping a finger to the top button of his pants.
Benjie pondered the hint, his mouth ajar, planning his next step. He definitely acts like he wants to have sex with me. My hands are trembling. I feel shaky. After Benjie removed Nick’s shirt, he pinched his pert nipples, hearing Nick sigh with a pleasure, Benjie knew well when a man touched him the same way. Nick’s head fell back past his shoulders, inviting Benjie to proceed with his seduction. When he unbuttoned Nick’s jeans, Benjie glared at the large outline of his penis, appearing beneath the thin white cotton fabric of his Jockey shorts. Benjie pushed him down on his back and quickly slid off his jeans and briefs.
Nick grabbed Benjie by the waist, pulling him closer, suggesting more provocative seductive maneuvers.
Responding immediately, Benjie shed his own pants and sat on Nick’s thighs. Perched above Nick’s chest, he studied the small, black tufts of hair, spreading down his sternum to his crotch. Benjie sighed, thinking. I’m more excited now being at this party, more than I expected. I never expected to be having sex with Nick Armstrong. While his fingers massaged his chest, he glanced at Nick’s large dick, standing perpendicular to his flat stomach.
When Nick grabbed Benjie’s dick, Benjie couldn’t control his scream, enjoying the satisfaction he had masturbated to several years before when he fantaized Nick.
Both of them were breathing heavily, exhaling noticeable moans.
Overwhelmed with Nick’s reaction, Benjie pressed his crotch against his, Nick squirming at first, and then grabbing Benjie’s head with his hands, pulling his face toward his dick.
“Are you sure you want me to do this?” Benjie locked his jaw, grinding his teeth.
“Yes, I’ve never felt this good. I like you so much and want to be like you.”