While Wyn and I kissed, Derek moved his hands around my waist and began to undo my shorts. They both had smaller frames than me, and so each of them had to work hard to stretch around me. With Wyn wrapped about my front holding onto my shoulders, and Derek encircling my waist from behind, I was turned on to the point that I wanted to scream.
My c**k pushed hard against my shorts as Derek undid my belt buckle. I was the kind of uptight guy who wore a belt and dress shorts in the summer, and right now I was cursing that belt. I could hear the belt hit the floor, and then Derek’s hands unbuttoned the button on my shorts. He moved around in front of me then, and I looked down to see him smiling up at me.
Wyn moved his head down to my right n****e and began to suck in a way that put vacuums t
