I wander out into the rest of the house in all my naked glory. Freshly fucked, still a little tender and a little stumble to my step, but ready for so much more after experiencing my first mature cock. The thought of it sliding into me bare, without the protection of a condom I’ve always required still running in my mind, millions of sperm cells swimming inside me even after a light cleaning. Mixed juices drip down my legs with each step, my anticipation for more growing as I get closer to the noise in the living room.
The other men are talking and laughing loudly, clearly having continued drinking during the absence of their friend. They were gathered around an island in the kitchen, drinking whiskey and beers, and eating pizza. I strutted over, one leg crossing the other to better accentuate my strong legs and wide hips. Silence fell when I came into view, the ten gathered all looking me up and down with wide eyes. “Hey boys,” I said, trying my best to sound calm and sultry. “Where are your friends?”