While passing your best friend’s room, you realize I left my door open while engaging in some “alone time.” You can’t help but watch the way my abs tense and my jaw flexes as I jerk my hard cock on the bed - and you linger so long I eventually catch you watching me! Fuck! After a moment of mutual embarrassment, I invite you over to see the “good one” I’ve got playing. What’s a little porn-sharing between friends, after all? I admonish you not to “make it weird” as I invite you to sit next to me on the bed and crank together. You’re intrigued enough to go along with it, and by the time I tell you I’m gonna do something and “you can’t get mad,” you don’t even mind when my small but powerful hand wraps around your cock and jerks it for you. In fact, you get even harder to see your buddy’s hands hard at work. I am enraptured with your dick. I tell you how much I love the size and shape, how good it feels as I jerk us off. I almost forget to watch the porno playing - until something catches my eye. “It’s called frotting,” I explain, and suddenly I’m on my knees next to you, rubbing our cock heads and shafts together with swift, firm, sensual movements inspired by what’s on the screen. We frot our cocks together in a frenzy of horny experimentation until we both cum fat loads on each other’s dicks - and since you’re still hard, why not drop one more on my chest, just for good measure?