Dan and I watch football together every Sunday. Only Dan will have one eye on the game and one eye on my gym shorts. Keeping watch. Whenever I spring wood, my buddy’ll scramble down and pull out my rod, start hoovering it into his warm, wet mouth.
Our record is four times in one afternoon, but usually I’m good for three loads. It’s a great arrangement: I keep him supplied with beer, he keeps my nuts good and drained.