Punished… and All Mine!

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Punished… and All Mine!It was eleven o’clock when the arguing stopped upstairs. I noticed my close pal Tim was getting scolded pretty harshly by his woman. I could tell she was mad. She would never argue in front of me even though I knew both of these guys since forever, they never felt it appropriate to get so mad around me.Right before she slammed the door shut I heard her utter, “You can sleep downstairs you sack of shit!” Pa-Thump!When he came downstairs I couldn’t help but notice his body. Wearing jeans that were slightly torn I could see his slender frame while he was pushing 40, a blue tank top that had some sort of logo on it, and finally to his nice arms and my favorite feature of his (don’t tell anyone!) his face. He had a reddish thin beard that stretched from ear to ear, a separate soul patch, blue eyes and a shaved head. Damn, he was fine, though I would never admit it.I was just some loser, 30 years old, average job, pretty much joe-shmoe as far as I was concerned. But Tim was my buddy, and since he liked me for some reason I must be doing something right for him I guess. I still never told him that I wish I could suck his dick, something. But I dare never ask.And now I see him looking like he was trying not to be upset though he was and I went over to him.”Hey hey, it’s alright. What was that about anyway?””Oh same ol’ stuff.”I guess he was getting in trouble every week as far as I could guess from that statement.I tried to console him though I was complete shit in that department. As I spoke I couldn’t help but notice he had brought out his underclothes. He stripped down and I saw his chest and it was nice. Somewhat shaved though I bet he was a hairy guy, not one ginger pube in sight (oh well… on his fairly buff frame it looked good on ‘im).I couldn’t help but see his red, silk boxer shorts and he looked like he had a fairly good bulge between his legs. He threw on his white and blue striped pajama pants and long shirt.”Dude, you don’t have to let her get to ya.””I know but it seems I am always doin’ something wrong. I just suck at life I guess.””Just try to relax do something to release the tension.”It took him a while to sit türbanlı siirt escort down on the couch next to me. I gave him the good ol’ pat on the back. “Things will get better for you. I promise.” I didn’t know how but I just hoped something good would happen for him.Little did I know later that night it would be true.I somehow fell asleep not realizing how tired I was. But I must not have been too tired because I woke up in the middle of the night wide awake.I couldn’t help but notice a small light shining in the room just beyond the living room. I crossed it and noticed that Tim was in the computer room.The small noises I could hear were coming from his monitor. A woman in the joys of sex and ecstasy. “Ohh- ohh- ohhh” the last oh I heard her voice go down as if her pleasure wasn’t close to being over.I saw the huge tent in his pants and him facing sideways (probably could barely notice me) and his hands went up to his cotton knitted undershirt, squeezing at his chest and trying erect his nipples.I was in a trance watching him. It was at first shocking, but then… my woody took over and I lusted for him. I wanted to see him get such pleasure out of that.Then he glanced over. He whispered “Oh shit!” and shut his monitor off but I tried to stop him from turning down the computer.”It’s okay, man. It’s alright. Perfectly natural.” I couldn’t help but smirk but at least I didn’t laugh. That would have definitely stopped anything from happening (well, whatever the hell would happen anyway).”Don’t look at me.”My face flushed. I didn’t know what to say besides why but I just didn’t dare to.”Dude. …. it’s okay. We all do it. I jerk off pretty much 5 times a day. It’s totally natural.”He didn’t want to talk about it. so I continued.”I don’t give a shit if you bust a load right in front of me for all I care.”His face flushed. He gave a scoffed whisper. “I– don’t want to do that.”I gained the courage after a few seconds passed by that felt like an hour. “Well why not?””I’m only on here because Nancy has been withholding sex from me.””Well I’m sorry about that. So you really shouldn’t give a shit whether türbanlı siirt escort bayan you look at stuff on the ‘net or not right?”I went over to the monitor. I shut it on.It was stuck on a woman with unbelievably enormous breasts paused as they defied gravity. The huge knockers were stuck in the air apparently they were bouncing and hadn’t landed yet.”She’s hot.””Don’t make fun of this shit.””I’m not making fun.”Then I paused for a huge moment and realized I was getting so gutsy now I was afraid I might lose him as a friend if I told him what was rolling in my head.Who gave a shit? A risk is a risk. I blurted it out:”You know, I really care about you buddy more than you’ll know and … I could even help you out with this if you want.””What?!””You love porn right?””Well— yeah?””Ever wanted to feel really good?””What do you mean? Like get high?””No. I noticed you weren’t whacking the weasel.”Tim gave me a look like I said the stupidest expression he ever heard.”I do know how to jack off.””You want help with it anyway?””Shit, what?!”I was surprised he wasn’t saying that so loud he was waking up his wife.”I don’t mind jerking you off. Your wife ever gave you a handjob?”He looked like a feeling of disappointment shone upon his face. “Nancy doesn’t like to give handies.””Then I could give that to you just because.””Why do you want to do this?”I didn’t know a logical reason to. I thought my friend was kinda hot, I liked him and thought he was a good friend, I love him as a buddy and would do anything for him.”I just…. want to.” I closed my eyes. I was too embarrassed. I felt like I was hanging my head in shame. The silence was only broken by a clock ticking somewhere in the damn living room nearby me. Then I heard:”Okay.”My eyes shot open. “Really?””Sure. Just … I am not used to this. Give me time.”He played the vid. Her moans were clear to Tim and I but they were not so noticeable his wife would hear them (the volume was low- sly dog) My hand made its way onto his belly and I touched it ever so sensually. Then my hand went under his shirt which was a real chore (thick cotton fabric, dammit!) türbanlı escort siirt and both my hands ended up touching and my fingers circled his nipples. His hand shot right into his pants.”Oh yes.” I heard him whisper.”Want to take off your shirt?”He took off his shirt and I could smell vague man sweat and a little pre-cum. I leaned down behind his chair and laid my head on the back of his neck. The woman in the video seemed to moan on for hours. It might as well been a vid on a loop for all Tim cared.His hands went up to his nips and we switched our hand positions. I opened his fly to let out the bulge aching to get out of his soft pants. It was a nice red cockhead and a vein heading down a pale cock. Still kept a tuft of pubes above it. It was perfect.I whispered in his ear. “Ooh. I like your big cock. You must love to fuck with this cock. So hot. Feel your cock sliding through my fist? Is it getting slippery?”The woman’s moans in the video continued on and she seemed to get higher and higher.I am feeling his cock fucking my hand. His hips are humping into my wrist.Extra dick lube is now pouring into my hand as the pumps are getting faster and faster.”Ooh. Big boy. Such a big man.”My groin is against his chair as I keep letting him fuck my fist.Then all seems lost as we hear the door open. We both pause. Then Tim pushes the chair under the table of the computer and my hand goes with it. He mutes the video.I stop but gently massage the front of his scrotum as I am sure I hear something being uttered upstairs.”Let’s make this a night we won’t forget.” I tell him and he seems horrified but probably excited at the same time.Nancy says down the stairs.”Everything all right down there?””Doing good.” Tim calls up.”How is Gary?””He is doing really well.”I start to stroke him. I feel near my face a small gasp from Tim as he knows what’s coming.She hasn’t gone back to sleep.I continue stroking and keeping a good pace. Then I make it faster and I feel his breaths mingle with the friction going on with his pale and red prick.”Are you sure you are okay?”I see his head move back and he instinctively shouts.”I’m FINE!!!” I hear a wet thud under the table. Then another one. Each one hits as hard as the next and then I feel Tim’s precious goo warming my hand and running down the front of his trousers.That’ll show her. She doesn’t realize why she was “yelled” at. Haha.It wasn’t until later we talked about what happened and had a good laugh. I told my buddy I’d do anything for him. Now he believed it.

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