Late one evening, Josh was walking towards the bedroom, tired from a long day spent Making music with Mark. Josh sighed, exhausted but unwilling to sleep. Recently his nights had been filled with vivid dreams of fiddling Tyler , stroking his gorgeous member with his Hand. Mmm, thinking about Tyler was having an immediate effect on Josh's anatomy. He loosened his clothes to stroke lightly at his own member , and was just starting to enjoy it when Mark came suddenly into sight. Thinking fast, Josh ducked silently Closet
As Mark went on his way, Josh paused to look around and realised that he wasn't alone. Tyler was there beside him. He was about to speak, when he realised that Tyler hadn't noticed his arrival. For good reason! Tyler was sprawled half naked at Josh's feet, groaning as though engaged in a bout of licking and rubbing his member vigorously. Josh blushed and waited for Tyler to finish, not quite resisting the urge to touch his own member in sympathy. Finally Tyler 's back arched and he climaxed loudly, crying out 'Josh!' Josh coughed.
'What are you doing here?' Tyler said.
'I was just passing.' Josh replied with an unconvincing smile.
'Oh well, I suppose you had to find out eventually.'
'Find out what?'
'That ever since we met I've been dashing in here to play with my member and pretend you were doing it.' Tyler sighed, but didn't look too upset, perhaps because he'd spotted Josh plucking thoughtfully at his own member . Josh felt suddenly bold.
'Touching your own member is nice,' he said, 'but wouldn't you rather rub it against my Hand?' Tyler 's eyes grew huge.
'Of course, but I thought you wouldn't be interested.'
'What made you think that?'
'I've seen the nude photomanips of Jenna that you keep your cabin.'
'Oh, that. No, I made them for Mark so he'd have something to do other than Making music with me.'
'What's wrong with Making music?'
'Nothing, I'd just rather have a night of fiddling with you.
