Tales of Horn Springs - The Birthday Party - 4/5 - Sex Stories

Tales of Horn Springs - The Birthday Party - 4/5

... apartment and Parker follows my lead as I strip down to nothing but my skivvies. We sit back down on the couch. I turn on the TV and start flipping through the channels looking for something to watch.

Parker is clearly still hung up on what I told him about Margo as he asks, “You guys haven't fucked, have you?”

“Who?” I ask though I’m pretty sure I know who he’s talking about.

“Your roommate, what’s her name?” he says, reaching for her name.

“Margo.”

“Yeah, Margo. Have you guys ever fucked?”

“A few times.”

“Damn bro,” he says, then seems to start daydreaming about it. “If I moved in, do you think, you know, she’d maybe fuck me too?”

“Hold up now, I wouldn’t want you to move in just to bone Margo, but yes, she would most certainly fuck your brains out as soon as she could. She’s definitely one of the better lays I’ve had.” I replay, then quickly add, “So, you wouldn’t mind fucking the same chick as me?”

“Nope!” He says without hesitation.

“Would you fuck a chick with me?” I probe, thinking about his surprise birthday party.

Parker sits up and reaches for the bong. I can tell this conversation is getting to him as he has to adjust his now-present boner. As he does so, he says “Sure, why not?”

“Would you cum in a chick right after me? Like cum in my cum?”

Parker takes another big hit, holds it in, lets it all out, looks me in the eyes, and says with a smirk, “You tell me when and where bro, and I’ll cum wherever.” And with that, he hands ...

... me the bong.

I turn the TV off, finding our conversation far more interesting than anything I’m finding to watch. I take the bong from him and take another hit myself. I, too, am getting rather aroused by the conversation and remember that I wanted to have a release before tonight’s events and figure Parker could probably use a good one too. Wouldn’t want him to lose his load too early in the evening either. This gives me an idea.

I exhaled, then ask him, “When was the last time you jerked off?”

“I don’t know, a few days ago, maybe.”

“A few days ago?” I ask incredulously.

“Yeah, why?”

"How do you go a few days without rubbing one out?"

"I don't know, I just get so busy with school sometimes I just don't think about it," he replies. "But when I do blow my load it's more intense than when I do it more frequently."

“Huh, interesting,” I respond, then wait a beat and ask, “Do you usually come a lot when it's been a while?”

“I don’t know, probably. I've never really paid that much attention to how much I cum. It's not a small amount, I know that," he says, then asks “How much do you shoot?”

With a bit of a smile, I put the bong down and pull my boxers off, leaving me completely naked while saying “Let’s find out.” I turn the TV back on and turn to a porn channel. I then lean back and start massaging my now mostly hard pecker.

Parker follows suit by stripping off his boxer briefs. He sits back, puts a foot up on the edge of the coffee table, and ...