Benny would return randomly, late at night. He'd knock on my door and want sweet, soft kisses. So I obliged.
It took all I had not to jerk off while at it. But he wasn't about the nasty, grunty man stuff. He wanted soft, sweet, simple kisses. So we kissed, for hours.
My erection pulsed and ached and my balls felt as if they were being squeezed ever so gently. I needed release, and it had been some day or so since I had.
The tip of my penis slid under his shirt and the pee hole of my urethra touched his belly button. I burst, all over his sweet, smooth abs.
I quaked and quickly melted into his chest.
He promptly stood up and left.
Sweet Benny.
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