What Happens in Vegas

My heart rate climbed even higher and my cock started to wake up. Did he know I wasn’t sleeping? Did he want me to do something? I was equal parts confused and turned on. While I’d never been with a man, I did jerk off to cocks on porn, and my wide variety of tastes in porn included gay porn and trans porn. Here I was, laying next to a porn star-quality dick…do I dare? As I was weighing the pros and cons of making a move, I felt Jim’s hand rest on the back of mine. My heart skipped a beat as he held it there for a moment, then gently lifted it and placed it on his cock.

The feeling of Jim’s now fully erect cock gave me goosebumps. I slowly rubbed my hand up and down the underside of his shaft, his thick meat pressed against my palm. I slid my hand up to his head and applied gentle pressure against it, my palm moving in circles. I moved my palm down his shaft to his balls, taking his nut sacks into my hand, massaging them with my fingers. Jim let out a gentle moan as I fondled his balls, his hard shaft twitching in the air.

I rolled on my side, facing Jim, so I could get a better hold on his cock. I wrapped my fingers around him, his girth so thick I could barely get my fingers around him. I started stroking at the top of the shaft, just below his head, my hand rubbing across the ridge of his helmet with each stroke. His cock was oozing precum, pouring that warm, salty liquid all over his head and my hand. My strokes started out slow, but then the pace intensified, my fingers passing across the ridge of his head faster and faster, his precum serving as the perfect lubricant. He was just about to cum, and I jerked faster, his orgasm almost there…