Jeff didn't believe in wearing anything other than tight gym shorts and baggy tank tops that showed off his hard body. He'd been thrown out of two gyms for causing fights, so he was forced to work out in the apartment. I don't know how many times I walked in on Jeff wearing just a jockstrap.
We made each other look like the wrong end of a hickey gang bang when somehow our lips met. We kissed, long and hard, our tongues sliding over each other's. Our hands started to move over each other, exploring, and finally, I got to be first. I grabbed his cock and stroked it.
All my restraint and will power went out the window as I watched him insert another finger, I quickly stripped all my clothing off and grabbed my aching hard on and began jerking myself off as I carried on watching.
I reached over and with my left hand started squeezing Eric's beautiful balls. With my right hand I grabbed John's swollen balls and started to squeeze. Both of them yelled out with pain and pleasure. I continued to squeeze and massage their balls for what seemed like hours.