He hadn’t gotten one before for just thinking about it. Am I really doing this? Milf sex He worked on himself with his lubed-up hand quickly as thoughts of his best friend filled his head. No response came. He wasn’t reading like he usually did—much too late for that, and a nightlight would be too bright. He thought he was straight, but now he was wanking to the thought of him and James passionately making out as he tugged at Diggory’s belt; him filling Harry’s pretty mouth with his uncut cock, his lips wrapped around the base; Harry over a table, writhing with pleasure, fucking his hand as James railed him from behind; James pumping several loads across his tight, short body. He tried again “Damien?” Still no response. He looked down in horror as he grew a boner for his best friend. His thoughts raced—there was he and Damien passionately kissing in potions class, both tugging at each other’s belts as they prepared—Damien sucking his cut cock, looking up at him as he filled his throat; Damien bent
