He raises his hips from the bed as my hands slip his shorts away and immediately his young cock springs free. It slaps back against his dark, smooth belly in a single bound, the foreskin pulled half way back across the tip.
And then there was someone else in the room with me; another presence. He was as golden as the sunlight, as youthful and as keen as me but more perfect, more desirable. He was someone I had wanted for many months, someone I knew I couldn't have; someone whom I had to have.
The boy was pretending to be asleep, one arm draped over his face, the other above his head so the body stretched out showing the rib cage, pulling the puppy fat of his stomach taught. I stood before him watching.
Hunt nodded in agreement, and was about to ask a question when the older man said in a thick voice, to make sure that all of our boys are erect when they hit the stage, several of us have volunteered to suck anyone who feels he needs a little extra help in keeping it up!