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Cost of the High Life | (RocLobster x amol)

RocLobster

RocLobster

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Sep 12, 2013
Richard was sat in his luxuriously decorated living room. Staring at the void displayed on his widescreen TV. He was anxious, unnerved, worried. The friend he'd made over the past few months was supposed to have arrived at the apartment by now, being half an hour late judging by observations of his Omega De Ville. Restless hands took turns in rubbing each other over as Richard ran through the list of possible causes to his guests tardiness.

"Maybe the trains were delayed?" he asked himself, failing to nail a tone powerful enough to convince himself. So he tried again. "Maybe... He decided to stop for lunch?" Again, the reassurance failed and instead he found himself rising to his feet to start pacing the room. The journey taking him through most of the tastefully done apartment. For all the work he'd done in turning his house into a place of comfort and warmth, it was a waste of money for situations like these. He thought to himself that he may as well be in a leaking shed during a storm. He'd still be looking for untapped terrain to wear down with his hurried steps.

Then just as he was making his second lap of the office space he suddenly heard a knocking at the door. It was subtle and meek, nothing more than a gentle rap but in the silence of the apartment it rang true like the bells of clock tower. He recoiled in surprise to the sudden beating against mahogany. Another glance at his watch confirming the delay to be forty five minutes overdue. He cared little of how late they were though, just that they arrived in time.
"Shit, shit..." he quietly cursed to himself. Racing towards the nearest mirror he could find on the wall to primp and prepare himself for the first meeting. A quick run of his fingers through his hair was needed to clear his vision and reveal his deep sapphire hues. A stroke of his smooth cheeks was all he needed to give himself the courage to hide away his worried expression, donning a mask of confidence accentuated with a handsome smile. "You're up Richie... I'm coming!" he called out when he heard a second more insistent knock, briskly jogging to the front door of the apartment and swinging it open to go and greet Jerry.
 
For Jerry the last few days had been in turmoil. It had all started when his mom had caught him chatting with a friend online.... okay so he wasn't just chatting. Jerry was showing this older guy how easily he could slide his nine inch dildo into his ass while the older guy was filming himself masturbating. Jerry really loved showing himself to guys on the net and had a few regular friend he chatted with and shared videos with.... mostly videos of Jerry doing things with this dildo.

But that fateful day his mother had caught him. She had thrown a fit and screamed about how he was a dirty faggot and that god would punish him if he didn't repent his ways. She had left and a minute later his father was in his room and he had smacked Jerry hard on the cheek and told him that there was no place for a faggot son in his house.

Still crying from his father hitting him and his parents reaction in general, Jerry packed a few items and left the house during the night. He left his phone as he didn't want his parents contacting him. That night he didn't sleep at all. He walked around the town with his backpack and thought about his options. They were very few to say the least. When morning came he found a coffee house to get some breakfast and he send a message to his online friends that he wouldn't be able to get back to them anymore as he had no home now. Then he found a payphone and called Tracy. She was his cousin and had always been nice to him. The had talked for a while and she offered him her couch to sleep on for a few nights until he got his shit figured out.

Jerry stayed there but they both knew that if anyone found out that he was there, the family would look down upon Tracy. He wouldn't want that to happen. So he was searching for some kind of solution when it presented itself.

One of his online friends the only one that Jerry were sad to loose, Richard had replied to his message. He had told Jerry that Jerry could stay at his place if he wanted. The two of them chatted for a while (no camera this time) and finally Jerry agreed. It was in another city so he'd have to give up his job, but he didn't really mind. It would take him far away from his parents and that would be good.

The next day Jerry stood before the large building where Richard lived. He was wearing a pair of cut off jeans that showed off his girly ass and a pink t-shirt. His blond shoulder length hair was a mess and he wasn't wearing any make up. On his feet were a pair of white and pink sneakers. He found it amusing that many people called him miss, but even more were confused about what to call him.

Jerry looked up at the building. It was tall and looked expensive. The flats here would cost ten times the house his parents had. This Richard was obviously more loaded than Jerry had expected. This made Jerry uneasy. Would Richard think that he was only there as a gold digger? Of cause he wasn't, he actually liked Richard and the man had offered Jerry a place to stay. But never the less Jerry was getting nervous. It took him half an hour before he dared enter the building. The he took the elevator to the floor where Richard lived and he knocked on the door.

Jerry swallowed something when the door opened. There stood Richard, he looked even better in real life than he did online. Jerry looked very embarrassed, "I'm Jerry. You said I could stay here." he said stating the obvious.
 
He greeted the androgynous looking boy with a bright, warm smile. Immediately he wanted to just drop to a knee and pull the cutesy little figure into a warm hug and comfort him in this tragic moment. The faint bruising on Jerry's cheek forcing Richards expression to soften with compassion. Forcing him to obey his earlier thoughts and drop down to wrap his arms around the short blondes slender body and draw him into a hug. His warm hands squeezing gently at Jerry's soft girly arms.

"I was worried something may have happened, you were running so late." he confessed as he pulled away from the hug, smiling for Jerry as he took a moment to admire his face. He was even prettier in real life, the blocky digitalised image of their webcam chats having done little justice to flaunt his feminine features. Despite his fascination with the boys beauty, Richard controlled himself and tried to push any inappropriate thoughts out of his mind. Jerry was still vulnerable in his eyes and he didn't want to abuse the trust that had been bestowed upon him.

"Well... It's nice to finally see you, face to face." Were his next choice of words, rising slowly from his affectionate display and taking the bag of belongings from Jerry's dainty hand. Ushering him inside he'd gently close the door behind them and lead his friend through the hall and into the living area, a vast city landscape dominating the view outside the window. He rested a hand gingerly on the blondes back and walked him further inside towards the large, black leather couch. Setting the bag down beside him and regarding Jerry with a smile. "Well... Welcome to you new home, for as long as you'll be staying... Do you have any plans on what you might want to do while you're over here?"
 
Jerry felt all warm inside as Richard hugged him, his hands felt large and manly on Jerry's small arms. It was good to feel that at least someone cared for him. He hugged the man back. "Sorry I was late," Jerry said as they pulled away form the hug. "I was getting nervous about coming here. I was starting to doubt everything, but now I'm glad I didn't."

"And it's good to see you too. I must admit I was surprised about your message the other day. I didn't know what to do. You really saved my ass Richard." He smiled up at the larger man, but when you are a boy and only 5"1' every single man in the world is actually larger so it was something he was accustomed to.

Jerry felt Richard's hand on his back as he was led to the living room. This place was even bigger than Jerry had expected. This guy was even more loaded than he had previously thought. Whatever he did he must have one hell of a paycheck. Jerry was led to the couch and sat down, Richard's hand was still on his back so it seemed natural to cuddle into his arm. Jerry really needed to feel the closeness of another person. "I.... I really don't know. I took the train half an hour after we spoke last. I just wanted to get here as soon as possible. I had a part time job back home.... where I used to live. But I don't suppose a four hour train trip is worth whatever little I would earn there. I... I guess I should get a job or something. And then I need to get some clothes. I got away with almost nothing."
 
Richard was somewhat surprised by the young boys eagerness to cuddle, though he certainly didn't leave him unattended. When Jerry's cute little cheeks pressed against his chest he instinctively closed his arms around the boy, his left holding close against his body while the right approached his blonde, sumptuous locks.
"Well, I'm in no rush for rent or anything. I just want to see you get back on your feet. So take your time to find something worthwhile before just rushing for a job at McDonald's or anything." He said with a light chuckle, their close proximity making him feel comfortable enough to lean down and drop a light peck on the top of Jerry's head.

The towering figure reluctantly left the warm embrace of his new, needy tenant. He crossed the room to head to the open plot kitchen, blue eyes smiling at him from over the counter as he prepares some crockery, the cream coloured utensils chiming pleasantly while a coffee machine whirs noisily as it starts leaking dark brown fluids, quickly flooding the room with it's potent and warming aroma.
"Coffee, Jerry? Oh, and on the subject of clothes... I'm sure I can accommodate you." He added with a light smile, awaiting a response before serving the two their chosen drinks.

"Once you're comfortable and rested, I'll take you into town to do a little shopping. I won't have you living like a hermit while you're staying here! Besides... I suppose you could say it's a little thank you." His right eye was briefly sealed behind a conspiratorial wink, Richards mind and words quite obviously referring to the late nights the pair often spent in front of their webcams. He loved Jerry as a sex item, that was undisputed. But he felt a little apprehensive about going into a relationship with the boy. They had quite the age gap which could garner much disapproval from onlookers, especially those of his work environment who could be considered to be more conservative. But he didn't want to think about that right now, his main focus for the time being had to be Jerry. Tending to the boys emotional wounds and trying to help him start a new life away from his abusive parents.

Richard slowly made his way back to the couch with their drinks, setting them down on the coffee table before rejoining Jerry and wrapping his arms around him once more. Gently stroking his slender, exposed arms. He enjoyed the touch of his skin, feeling soft and warm against his fingers. It was a sensation he'd not felt in quite some time and he was more than thankful to be feeling it once again.
 
Jerry smiled and felt warm inside when Richard comforted him. This was just what he needed right now. Someone to take care of him and Richard seemed more than willing to do that. Not that Jerry would ever ask that of him. Jerry didn't want to take advantage of Richard and the fact that he knew Richard was sexually attracted to him.

The man got up to go to the kitchen. And Jerry cuddled up in the corner of the couch. He looked at Richard as he worked in the kitchen. "Coffee? If you could make a cappuccino then yes." he said with a smile. It was so cool that Richard would take him shopping. He would be sure to get something that would show off his body to Richard. Of cause he knew what Richard was referring to with his thanks, but in Jerry's mind he could thank Richard just as much. He smiled to himself when he thought about how he could thank Richard now that they were here together, there was so many things he wanted to try.

When Richard came back to the couch with their drinks and wrapped his arms around Jerry and started to stroke Jerry's arms, Jerry let out a small sigh. He said, "You are too kind to me Richard. I don't know what to say, but I guess, thank you will have to do for now." He gave Richard a small smile and then he boldly reached up and put his hand on Richards chest and then he kissed the man on the cheek. "Thank you." he whispered hoping Richard liked it as much as he did himself.
 
The sweet action brought a light blush on his cheeks, though he seemed more flattered than embarrassed. He continued to smile warmly to his frailer friend while glancing down to the dainty little fingers brushing against his chest.
"It's my pleasure Jerry. Really... You'll be doing me a favour even, staying here. Heavens know I could use some company -other- than my work colleagues... There's only so much you can do alongside the 'suits' and still keep up appearances." He said and added a light chuckle to the end of his sentence, his right hand unravelling from around the boy to take hold of the hand on his chest. Giving it a gentle squeeze.

"You know the... 'Other side' of me, I think that's appropriately put. So it will be nice to hang around someone who I don't need to watch my manners around." Of course again he had to be referencing their interactions before their meeting today. Even when they weren't in the midst of a steamy webcam session, Richard couldn't resist talking to Jerry about the lurid thoughts that often crossed his mind. He blamed it on sexual repression, as he imagined most men would, but there was the faintest sense of self admission that even if he had gotten to explore all of these fascinatingly perverse thoughts, he likely would be still dreaming up more.

Utilising his hold on the blondes small hand, he'd raise the appendage up to meet his lips. Offering Jerry a tender kiss to the back of his hand before pressing the boys warm palm against his cheek and rubbing it against the finely trimmed stubble.
"But I don't want you thinking this place is going to become a sordid pit smelling of sex... I want to help you get back on your feet. Kick start your new life. So if you want any help or advice with anything while you're staying here Jerry, don't hesitate to ask for it. I'll help with whatever I can."
 
Jerry knew all about the problem of being accepted. His parents had disowned him because he liked to show himself to men online, and in school he had always hid the fact that he liked men. He smiled when Richard gave his hand a squeeze. "I'm sure I will enjoy being here with you Richard, and please do whatever you want around me. You can't scare me off. It's like I know you so well even though we just met face to face. So I know I like you very much." He winked at Richard, "And I'm looking forward to exploring several things with you."

When Richard kissed his hand, Jerry felt a shiver running up his arm and down his spine. Then Richard put Jerry's hand on his cheek and her could feel the stubble. It felt so manly and Jerry wanted to feel that stubble against his neck soon. "You might now want me to think that. But what if that's what I need? I've never been with a man for real, only fantasizing online. So one think that I want to do to kick start my new life is to come out for real. Maybe even start to wear more girl clothes if it doesn't bother you."

He stroked Richard's cheek again. Then he wrapped his arms around his neck and hugged him. He could smell his aftershave and could feel the stubble against his cheek. "I hope it's all right with you. I really would like to feel what it'll be to go outside dressed up. But first I want to practice here with you."
 
"Oh? Sounds as though you've been scheming, Jerry..." A wry smirk dawned on his lips, turning his head slightly to drop a kiss onto the teens smooth face. His own potent aftershave masked any scents the aspiring 'girl' was wearing but Richard was already considering taking him through one of the many boutique's that dotted the mall. Trying out perfumes and clothes to accentuate Jerry's unique sexual identity. He could already picture the lovely things he would try on in front of the mirror. And Jerry was about to discover his approval too, a simple yet apt word being uttered from his lips as the two parted. "Beautiful..."

The realisation that he just said that seemed to escape Richard, smiling down to Jerry with innocent adoration as he pulled the petite hand away that caressed his cheek.
"I hope that's not uncomfortable for you, in my excitement I forgot to shave this morning." He added with the hint of a nervous chuckle. The twenty-something's confidence would soon return however, as their joined hands were soon entwined by their fingertips and sharing the intimate warmth of their palms.

"Practice? You make it sound like we'll be training for an Olympic sport, Jerry... Mind you, I can imagine us looking rather hot and sweaty once we're done with 'practice', don't you agree?" He quizzed the attractive blonde with a mischievous look on his face. One that Jerry could easily recognise even from the poor quality, pixelated image from their webcam chats. The hand that a moment ago was supporting the femboy with idle caresses of his arm had mysteriously vanished from it's previous position, having deftly lowered to his girly hips without alerting Jerry before surprising him with a firm squeeze of his peach shaped bottom.
 
Jerry smiled at Richard's comment about his appearance, but he didn't mention it. But to Richard's comment about his stubble, Jerry said, "I actually find it very manly. I don't mind at all." Jerry himself even though he was eighteen hadn't started shaving yet. He didn't mind that at all. Actually he dreaded if he one day had to. But that wasn't really in his mind now. He rather thought about how sexy and wonderful Richard was. They had chatted and he had liked him from the very start. But Jerry had never in his wildest dreams believed that he would ever meet him. And how that they were here together he found him even more attractive than he had before.

Jerry grinned, "I was actually talking about practising wearing girls clothes. I haven't done that a whole lot. Not really had the opportunity to do it much." Their fingers entwined, he gave Richard a little squeeze with his small hand, "But other kinds of practice will also be welcome."

Then he felt Richard squeeze his ass. He faked a small yelp in his high pitched voice. "Hot and sweaty.. I like the sound of that." He smiled at the older man, "But you just need to get sweaty. Because you are already hot." Jerry blushed a little, "Actually I was hoping that you would want to be my first. You know I've never really been with a man before." They had chatted about it on the net. Jerry's lack of courage to find a boyfriend. He had know he didn't like girls sexually for years and he had really wanted to try sex for real. But he had never dared to go any further. The shield of anonymity of the internet had helped him, by chatting a little with a few older guys.
 
The mischievous little grin that Jerry wore sparked one to ignite on Richard's own features, closing his eyes and nodding his head slowly while the two caressed each others hands.
"You're welcome to wear whatever you like while within these four walls. I want you to feel comfortable and happy here, Jerry." He had no qualms about letting the blonde strut around in whatever clothing he wished. Whether it was baggy pants and a hoodie, or a mini-skirt and netter tank top, Richard wanted Jerry to feel comfortable in his house. For it to be treated as his home.

He listened intently to the young man's admissions, bringing a warm smile to Richards lips which then sought to share their light heat with the item that invoked such a reaction. Leaning down slowly, Richard held Jerry by his cheek. Gently caressing his smooth skin with his thumb before finally reaching his face and pressing their lips together, delivering a petal soft kiss to the feminine membrane that seemed so inviting.

When they finally parted Richard kept his head close to his young partner, smiling with his eyes closed while gently nudging his nose against Jerry's.
"If you think you're ready, then yes... I'd be more than happy to be your first, Jerry. We've fantasised over it for awhile now. So it would be great to finally see what it's actually like... Don't you think?"
While Jerry had seemingly been in contact with multiple men in search of a secret relationship, Richard had been less hasted in his own searches, mostly because he found Jerry so quickly. He was always so eager to please him in their sessions together. And now they were together in the same room, Richard felt the tables had turned. He was only too eager to please Jerry now.
 
The kiss was the most pleasant surprise that Jerry could ever had gotten. Until this moment he had expected that Richard had invited him solely for sex. He had been okay with that but now he felt the deeper connection between the two of them. Of cause Jerry was here because he wanted to be Richard's little femboi sex toy. But he now also knew that Richard wanted him not just because of that. The realization made him smile to himself.

Jerry looked at Richard, "If I'm ready? I've been waiting for the chance for I don't know how long. I.... I really want to do it. And since you don't mind what I'm wearing I think I'll change right away. If you just give me ten minutes in the bathroom then I'll get a little washed and then show you what clothes I've brought along." Jerry started to get up, "eeeehhh?? Which way to the bathroom?"
 
With an aroused glint in his eyes Richard smiled and lifted himself from the couch, picking up Jerry's bag and holding it out to him.
"Feel free to put away a few things in my bedroom too if you like, get yourself settled in. I have a few empty draws, some space free in the bottom of my wardrobe... Should be more than enough to hold your things." Once the spritely little girly boy grabbed his things Richard extended his arm out to motion down the hall. "First door on the right is my bedroom, second is the bathroom, first on the left is my office and then the one further down is the guest room. Up to you whether you want to use that room, but I think you've made it clear by now where you'll be sleeping."

Flashing his porcelain smile Richard left the anxious little minx to head down the hall and do as he bid. Gathering the unused drinks from the coffee table he made his way over to kitchen to clean up, emptying the mugs and leaving them in the dish washer. While he was alone he started to wander about the things that Jerry had in store for them. Did he want to take things slowly, be romantic? Did he want to tease him, put on a show until he's begging for it? So many possibilities were running through his dirty mind and before he knew it he could feel his bulge pressing uncomfortably at the hem of his zipper.
 
Jerry ran off with his bag. When he returned fifteen minutes later he was transformed. He was wearing a thin white shirt and underneath he wore a very small black bra. The shirt was short showing off his pierced bellybutton and the black thong that showed above his skirt. The skirt was black and just covered his girly looking ass and stopped four inches above the knee length stockings he wore. On his feet he had a pair of 5 inch platform boots. Jerry had pulled his hair into two pigs tails and he wore a pink lipstick and a little bit of eye shadow. He had used some perfume that he had bought on his way there earlier.

He stood before Richard, "How do I look?" he asked and slowly turned around seeking Richard's approval. Then he saw that Richard had a large bulge in his pants. Jerry had never seen Richard's cock, not even on the camera but he was looking so much forward to it. He almost dropped to his knees and pulled off Richard's pants. But he wanted the man so crazily horny that he either begged Jerry to blow him or he simply just took Jerry the way he wanted. Either way Jerry would be very happy.
 
Richard was sat back down on the couch when the scantily clad fem boy returned. The phallic growth at his pelvis more than noticable as he idly stroked it through his pants, his eyes closed as he thought back to the little shows that Jerry used to put on for him. The thought of filling his tight little pink hole, watching his erect member flop around and leak copious amounts of pre with each ecstatic thrust and pump. Rich was practically moaning at just the thought, letting out light pleasured breaths as he sat and waited for Jerry to return.

When he finally realised that the gorgeous blonde had returned, sporting a particularly slutty ensemble which left very little to the imagination, all Richard could do was brandish a bright smile and gaze upon the beautiful and willing figure before him.
"You look... Breath taking, Jerry." He answered in a low, husky tone. His need was honestly displayed as he watched the boy turn around, his hand closing gently around the pipe hidden inside his pants. His other hand patted at his lap invitingly as he gave the faux female in front of him a hungry look. "Why don't you come take a seat over here?"
 
The sight of Richard stroking himself through his pants was all the reassurance Jerry needed. He was now certain that he would be able to drive Richard wild. When Richard invited him to come and sit on his lap, Jerry walked seductively towards Richard, swaying his hips as he walked. He wrapped his arms around Richard's neck and sat down on his lap. Jerry made sure that the hard cock in the man's pants touched his thigh. With his hands around Richard's neck and his thigh rubbing the man's cock through his pants Jerry said with a smile, "Thank you. But I was hoping you would have a little breath left for later."

The cock rubbing against his thigh felt so good. This was really it. Jerry was certain that after tonight he would no longer be a virgin. Jerry leaned in and kissed Richard on the cheek and then he whispered, "I think that you either are hiding something very big in your pocket or you are very happy to have me here."
 
Under the divine tease of Jerry's supple thigh Richard let out a long, pleased breath. Manoeuvring his arms to wrap around his playmates waist and cup his warm palms against the domes of flesh that peeked out just below the black skirt. His thumbs tucked in underneath the exposed lines of Jerry's thong and tugged at the string playfully.
"I think I can work up a second wind for you..." he said with a grin, leaning in to press his lips against the boys warm, inviting neck. The scent of his perfume was intoxicating, a sensual rush of excitement flowing through his body in response and stoking the fires of his desire. He wanted Jerry every way he could have him and wasn't feeling shy about taking it.

Drawing his head back he offered an impish expression to Jerry, Richard giving his hips a little buck to throw the femboy up a little and grind his confined mast against the underside of the skirt. Richard couldn't believe his luck, his new room mate and possible lover having dressed to provocatively for him. It brought his manhood to an arm like protrusion, fighting angrily against the seam of his pants as a delicious little sex toy continued his fond little dry hump.
"Mmm... Why don't you open my pants and find out?" Richard asked in a husky tone, his voice caramelised with need while his adventurous hands slipped further underneath Jerry's skirt, one hand gliding his fingers teasinly against the puckered little star behind the thong while the other found his small, soft balls and idly stroked their underside. He didn't feel shy about Jerry's body at all, Richard already feeling so familiar with the lithe, pale figure after many nights watching it buck and grind against various toys in the lens of a camera.
 
Richards fingers under the string of his thong and the way he ground his manhood against Jerry's thigh made Jerry let out a moan. Jerry himself made sure to keep up the motion that Richard started and began to move slowly back and forth on Richard's hardness.

Jerry smiled at the invitation to open Richard's pants. He moved onto the couch next to Richard, but never moving so fast that Richard couldn't keep up what he did with Jerry's ass. Then he put his face down next to the bulge in Richard's pants and gave it a kiss. He looked up at Richard, "You mean that you want me to take it out for you?" He gave it another kiss, but before he got a vocal reply he felt Richard's fingers at his asshole and cupping his balls. That was all the reply he needed. Jerry slowly pulled down the zipper in anticipation, like a child at Christmas. As he pulled the zipper down he kissed his way down the length on top of the man's underwear. He looked up at Richard, "I think something in here wants to get out."
 
Closing his eyes under the tantalising ministrations of his unsullied lover, Richard gyrated his hips in an effort to force his wanton cock harder against Jerry's lips. The dull sensation of his pretty little lips teasing the breadth of his manhood driving Richard wild with desire. He felt that the little minx may not understand just how badly Richard needed to feel a more intimate touch against his body.
"Take it out and put it in your mouth..." he demanded breathily, the heavily distended cock struggling against the tight confines of his pants. It was almost painful now, the cloth not made to accommodate such a protrusion, the hard combination of blood and flesh having to bend slightly under the building pressure.

Despite Richard's obvious need and discomfort, he didn't move to relieve the pressure himself. He wanted Jerry to do that. To give the boy his first touch and taste of another man's penis. The amorous hands at the teen's soft, almost velvet skinned testicles kneaded the small pair of meaty balls, fingertips just brushing up against the base of Jerry's maleness. Richard's other hand was not idle either, starting to rub the sensitive skin surrounding Jerry's back pussy more deeply in a circular motion. The pressure building with each lap before Richard finally gives into his own devious desires and positions his finger against Jerry's hole, forcing just the tip to enter his warm, tight passage and stimulate him from inside.
 
Jerry looked up at Richard as he commanded him. He gave the man a small smile and then he took hold of then hem of Richard's underwear and pulled it down just enough to reveal the head of his cock. He was rewarded by the wonderful sight of Richard's cock head swelled and large. Jerry moved his head nervously closer to the head and then he placed a kiss on it.

Jerry then suddenly felt Richard's finger enter his asshole. He gasped and let out a moan before he pulled at the man's underwear to pull both the underwear and his pants all the way down. Richard's large erection was almost falling out into Jerry's face, the little femboy was pleasantly surprised by the size of the cock he had never seen before. He cupped Richard's large balls and looked up at the man. "You want me to suck your cock Richard? Do you want to see my little mouth around this large cock of yours?" Jerry licked his lips.
 
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