you gonna finish my cock first?” he asked.

“Work, then play, babe.”

I could see his cock yearning for release. I loved teasing Tom. I stood up and ran my hands over his lightly hairy, muscular chest. That’s what always made Tom so attractive to me: he was fit, but not with huge muscles. When I finished washing me friend, I grabbed a bottle of conditioner and bent down to his cock.

“Hmmmmm. These pubes could use a good washing.” I opened the bottle and squeezed some into my hand. I worked the suds into the hair on the bottom of his balls and above his fuck-stick. The dick was twitching, on the verge of explosion. Without warning, I reached behind him and stuck my lubed-up finger into his ass. When I reached his prostate, a huge gush of cum shot out of his cock and hit me in the face. The second squirt successfully landed in my mouth.

I used the showerhead to rinse the suds of Tom’s tanned body. We got out and dried each other off. Tom’s dick was still semi-hard so I gave it a slight squeeze.

“What are we doing?” I asked.

“Dinner. My treat.” After we put our clothes on, Tom grabbed a duffel bag out of my closet and filled it with the sex goodies. “Tonight, my friend, you will have the greatest sexual experience of your life. You ain’t seen nothing yet.”