Ron’s swollen member through the thin cotton fabric. “I think we might have a pretty good match here, man…though you might have a quarter inch on me…maybe more!”

“Guess we’ll just have to do some serious comparison then, don’t you think?” Ron pulled JJ’s shirt out of his 501s and slid it up and off over his head. The only fabric between them now was his briefs and JJ’s jeans. The top button of the jeans was undone…Ron popped the rest and pushed the tight denim over his bubble butt and down past his knees. JJ kicked off his tennis shoes and stepped out of the crumpled Levis, faced Ron and slid his five inch pole along the length of Ron’s confined, rigid prick. Rod leaned forward slightly, wrapped his arms around his hot, young friend and lightly kissed him as their dicks crossed. JJ responded by plunging his tongue deep into Ron’s mouth and grinding their cocks together. Ron quickly hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his briefs and shoved them down, allowing their turgid tools to “caress”…taut, smooth cock flesh tangled and tormented by taut, smooth cock flesh. “Damn, man – you’re a whole lot better feelin’ than I imagined you’d be…this’ll be one hell of a weekend!”

“You got that right, bro…!”

Ron cupped JJ’s firm, hairless balls and led him toward the bed. “I gotta show you some things…”

“So, now that I’m naked you think you can pull me around by the balls?”

“You sayin’ I can’t?”

“Can’t think of a way I’d like better for you to lead me around…I’ll follow my balls anywhere!”

Ron pulled him down onto his back in the center of the bed and put a “lip-lock” on him as he ravenously explored his sexy, young body…the dense, black curls in his pits; his velvet brown nipples tightening to dark brown dime-sized dots as Ron lightly fingered them; the deep navel just below his six-pack, and the thin, coarse trail of curls leading to his heavy pubic tangle. Ron broke the kiss. “I just gotta get my nose in that bush…that’s all there is too it!” He tongued his way down JJ’s electrified body and buried his face in the pubic thicket. JJ’s raging rod rested against the side of his face. JJ moaned as his thighs tightened and he became more and more aroused…his cock vertical against Ron’s face, straining but unable to flex, leaving several drops of pre-cum on Ron’s cheek. Ron ran his hand under JJ’s muscular thigh and up between his legs and gently caressed his tightly drawn nads with his fingertips as he luxuriated in the pungent, masculine aroma of JJ’s musky, curly manhood.

“Shit, man…I’m not sure I want to cum yet – but I’m so close, ohhhhh – damn…I can’t believe you got me this hot this fast…damn, I’m close!”

Ron paused, lifted his head and let JJ’s dick slap back against his abdomen. He wiped the pre-cum from his cheek with his index finger and licked it. “Ummm, yeah! You wanna wait, or can I have it now and later too?”

“No way I can wait…take me, dude…take me!” Ron gingerly lifted JJ’s prick to a vertical position again and kissed the tip, circled the head with his