His hand moved from Steve's twitching hard-on and grabbed his ball-sack above his balls so they pushed forward and together like one big juicy piece of flesh-fruit.His hand moved from Steve's twitching hard-on and grabbed his ball-sack above his balls so they pushed forward and together like one big juicy piece of flesh-fruit. Brian laved both firmly packed balls with the flat of his tongue over which he rubbed them faster and faster causing Steve's stiff pole to bob up and down, back and forth over Brian's stubbly cheek. "Yeeeaaaaaahh. LIck my fuckin' nuts, man, rub your face all over them." Brian was more than pleased to oblige, sucking Steve's nuts for all he was worth in wild abandon. As he devoured the quarterback's heavy, hairy sack, his roaming tongue swathed the soft mound between his balls and his tight, flexing asshole, sending a tingle of pleasure soaring to the top of Steve's head and causing his cock to further strain against the point of bursting. "Uhhhhh. Ooohhhh, shit, buddy, get down on your back, I want you to rim me!" "oh, yeah, dude, sit on my fucking face! I wanna lick that butt1" This time it was Steve's turn to oblige. Brian was on his back on the wet floor, legs spread widely his straining pinkish-white fuck muscled jerking spasmodically upward, in his hand, toward the far wall, seeking release. Steve placed his feet as firmly as he could on the slick surface on either side of Brian's head. He faced forward, toward Brian's feet. In a position more suited to the center than to the quarterback,Steve reached down and rubbed the young blond's washboard stomach as it heaved in pleasure, running his fingers through his wet pubes and finally latching onto his twitching fuckpole, running the slick column of flesh between his thumb and fingers. |