The taste was new, something musky, hot and different from the many women I had explored that way. I did my best to imitate the movements Kent had used and was rewarded with moans of pleasure and encouragements through gasps, deep sighs and a single quiet, "Yes, Joe, yes..."
He looked and laughed. "Ah, he's a little hungry, but he won't starve to death." He wrapped his hand around it. "We're buddies; if I really wanted to I'd just go ahead and beat off, nothing wrong with that. Wouldn't be the first time I've done it out here." With that he cradled the back of his head with his hands again and just stretched out, naked but for damp boxers, huge throbbing erection, his calves almost touching mine.