Stormy Night continued
“Very,” Stormy replied. “Dad said the night I was conceived it was really Stormy, with loud thunder, gusting winds and pouring rain. He and my mom were in bed. My dad said it was a perfect night to, you know,” Stormy blushed. “Well, when they found out they made me that night, my dad said Stormy was the logical name.” As he told the story, he was wandering all over Ricky, hitting his waistline and even along his suit.
“Mom’s is cuter, but dad’s is funnier,” Ricky replied. He could feel his body strain against the very tiny suit. Stormy bent over and the two guys kissed. “Lay next to me,” Ricky asked. Stormy spread out, Laing on his side, facing Ricky. They kissed again.
“You are cute when you get horny,” Stormy whispered. They were still alone. Hands wandered, and Stormy took Ricky’s round bulging package into his palm.
“Oh man, Stormy,” Ricky said. He knew he could not stop what was going to happen, so he decided to enjoy it. Stormy did too.
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