Hi everyone. I'm csichick_2 and I'm guest hosting this week. Sorry about yesterday, but life is such that I'd forget my own head if it wasn't attached right now
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It's late. Or early, depending on how you look at it. Empty beer bottles litter the floor around the table and the table itself is stacked with empty take-out cartons. The room is dark, lit only by the faint light flickering from the movie playing on the TV.
Christian and Steve are on opposite ends of the couch. Jensen is sprawled out in an arm chair. None of them are paying any attention to each other, or anything else apart from the movie. Each of them foccussed purely on their own pleasure - hands wrapped around their dicks as the action on screen heats up.
The only sounds are the slap of skin on skin, punctuated by the sporadic moan, groan or whimper as they stroke themselves harder and faster. Hips buck into fists until one of them comes; the sounds tipping the others over edge to their own orgasms.
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Christian and Steve are on opposite ends of the couch. Jensen is sprawled out in an arm chair. None of them are paying any attention to each other, or anything else apart from the movie. Each of them foccussed purely on their own pleasure - hands wrapped around their dicks as the action on screen heats up.
The only sounds are the slap of skin on skin, punctuated by the sporadic moan, groan or whimper as they stroke themselves harder and faster. Hips buck into fists until one of them comes; the sounds tipping the others over edge to their own orgasms.
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Hell of a way to spend an afternoon at home.
Thanks so much for responding!
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*fans self*
*drools*
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