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āAlmost ten inches,ā I said.
āNo,ā was all Lenny could say.
I chuckled anā said, āI can prove it.ā
Lenny was back to all but dancinā. Heād already put my snarl from a minute ago straight out of his head. āYou mean, I could measure it? See for myself?ā
I slid deeper into the chair, stretchinā anā lettinā my body do its job. Wayne was lookinā me over with a wary interest that added to the warninā bells in my brain. Now it was me ready to end it.
āTell you what,ā I said. āLetās bet on it. Two hundred says I am. A freebie, if Iām not.ā
Lenny hesitated. Wayne didnāt move. Lenny looked at him anā asked, āWhat do you think?ā
Wayne licked his lips...anā I knew I had him, even for all the crap heād shot at me. āFor both of us?ā he asked.
I smiled anā said, āTwo-fifty.ā
Lenny went to a desk anā pulled out a ruler. Wayne pulled a hundred, a fifty anā five twenties from his wallet. I couldnāt believe it; the dumb fuckās smart enough to know carryinā that much around with him is askinā for trouble. He put it on the table.
I stood up, stretched, again, anā slid my zipper down, real slow. Makinā āem wait was half the fun. Then I pulled my dick out. They both looked at it like theyād never seen one, before.
I started playinā with it to get it hard, but Lenny jumped over to stop me. āI want to check something out,ā he said, then he took my dick anā lay it on the ruler anā whispered, āFive and a half inches, soft. Now let me.ā Anā he began strokinā me. Wayne got closer, to watch. I just stood there.
It didnāt take long to get me hard; Lenny had good strong hands. Anā Wayne finally helped him by slippinā my balls out anā rollinā āem with his fingers. Through it all, I closed my eyes anā thought about nothinā. I never did think when I was lettinā a guy do me. My mindād just go blank, like I was in a trance, even though I knew I wasnāt. Itās weird how it happens. Anyway, when I was as big as I could get, Lenny put the ruler alongside my dick anā whistled. āNine and three-quarters,ā he said. āClose enough,ā anā then he slipped his mouth around me.
It wasnāt the best blowjob I ever got, but it wasnāt the worst, either. Anā Wayne joined him. They kept swappinā mouths between my dick anā my balls, anā it felt good like that, so I let āem put their hands wherever they wanted. So long as they didnāt pull my jeans down any lower. Anā as I was close to takinā off, I started thinkinā, āThatāll show you, Connie. Fuckinā cunt. Iām the one in control, here.ā
When I was done, I felt -- I dunno, I canāt really describe it. I felt...easy. Full. Relaxed. Wanted. All of it. Anā I noticed Lenny anā Wayneād taken care of themselves at the same time -- one hand for each other, one for me. Wayne was still jugglinā my balls anā strokinā my dick anā I didnāt want him to stop. Even when he ran his hands up the insides of my legs anā around anā up over my butt. I liked the feelinās it brought, weird ones that were comfortable. Casual. Calm. But I couldnāt let him think that thatās what I liked, so thatās when I took the money off the table anā shoved it in my pocket. Then I tucked my dick away.
Lenny lay back against the couch, smilinā like a cat that just ate some dumb bird. Wayne was still runninā his hands over me. Now he was behind me, runninā his hands under my arms anā over my pecs like he was worshipinā me, or somethinā. Then he started gettinā lower, goinā back down around my butt, again, so I stepped away from him anā drank down the last of my beer.
āI better split,ā I said.
āYou donāt have to,ā said Wayne.
I shrugged anā set the bottle on the table. āNaw, I got a ways to go to get home.ā
āLong drive?ā asked Lenny.
āWalk,ā I said. āI got no car.ā
āWe could drive you,ā said Wayne.
āDonāt want you to.ā
I headed for the door.
āYou want a car?ā asked Lenny.
I stopped anā looked at him, thinkinā I knew what he meant. A little more serious āfun timeā anā Iād get a set of wheels. Anā to be honest, I was up for it -- dependinā on what he was wantinā in the way of āfun time.ā āWhy, you got one you donāt need?ā
Lenny didnāt move, just let his eyes drift in my direction as he said, āYes. A Chevy. Not a new one, but it runs good.ā
āWhatās it gonna cost?ā
āYou show me how you did it.ā
I didnāt get it. Neither did Wayne -- or I donāt think he did. I was pretty much ready to think I didnāt know anything about how Wayne thought. He looked at Lenny like he was talkinā some weird language anā said, āYou want him to come back?ā
āYes,ā said Lenny. āThen I want him to show me how he did it. Prove he did it.ā
āDid what?ā I asked.
āMade āem cum.ā
Now Iām not gonna tell ya I really thought about what Lenny was sayinā. I didnāt. Didnāt even really think about what it meant. Didnāt wonder why he wanted to know. Didnāt consider itād be messinā with a guy in the community whoād never done a thing to me instead of with a con who was kicked into my path by those self-righteous assholes that run the country. I didnāt tell myself I wasnāt queer or that I oughta be doinā a girl instead of a guy, even thoā Iād never
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