Mitch let his fingers drift below Mitch's hard shaft, rolling his balls in his sack. I'll be right back," said Mitch with a smirk. Josh reached up and wrapped his hands around the glass. Darrin stared confused at the tray and then looked at Mitch's beaming face. Spit it out! Just give yourself time.
Clamping his mouth around Mitch's cockhead, he started jacking his cock.
Darrin walked into the kitchen drying his hair just as the first fish fillet hit the hot oil. Might as well make a date of it," said Mitch with a huge grin on his face. Josh gave Mitch a look usually reserved for small children and quickly rigged Mitch's pole.
With each pass of his fingers, he was rewarded with a spurt of precum.