I wander out into the rest of the house in all my naked glory. Freshly fucked, still a little tender and a slight 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.
Most of the other men are talking and laughing loudly, clearly having continued drinking during the absence of their friend. They were gathered around an table 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_?”