Brett's Moping Meat: Liads Blown in Tight Huddle

Brett, lost in his thoughts, sulks alone in the dimly lit room. His mind wanders to the last time he had a thick cock in his mouth, a memory that makes his own stiffen in his pants. He unzips, letting his hard, uncut dick spring free, and begins to stroke. Unbeknownst to him, he's not alone in his late-night jerk session. His roommates, drawn by the sound of his rhythmic movements, gather around, their eyes fixed on Brett's cock. They watch, entranced, as Brett's hand works his shaft, pre-cum beading at the tip. The air is thick with anticipation as they wait for Brett to notice their presence, ready to join in and blow their own liads.

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