The next morning the sound of Tank’s alarm clock tore through my dreams. Even before I opened my eyes I could feel how stiff my body was. Somehow I managed to roll over so I was facing out into the room.
“Come on mate,” said Tank, throwing his covers off and getting out of bed.
I opened my eyes to see Tank stretching and yawning, his thick c**k hard as steel and jutting out towards me.
He farted again and scratched his pubes before leaning down and shaking me.
“Time to rise and shine, buddy.”
The sight of his morning wood bobbing inches from my face certainly got something waking up. My c**k sprang to life, reaching its full length just as Tank pulled my covers off.
I went to hide it, thrusting my hands down to cover it and at the same time drawing a burst of laughter from Tank.
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