"Mypants are too long."She looked over at me and nodded. "I have a couple of problems too,honey," she replied. "My slacks are all to short for me no...w, and theydon't have any room for..." She looked own at herself and I knew exactlywhat she meant."Would you mind if I borrowed your black shorts?" She asked with anembarrassed expression."I guess not," I replied, trying not to think about the fact that mywife now carried the "family jewels." Thanks," she said and rose to get my other pair of. There must have been 40 hard, throbbing cocks in that room. This entertainment only made all of us hornier than usual and we couldn’t even touch these gals much less do anything with them to relieve our stress. I think a few guys actually shot their wad in their trousers just sitting there watching. But of those who didn’t, if they didn’t jack off soon after that they probably suffered from a severe case of blue balls. I was hornier and hotter than a horned toad in an oven with the heat set on. Now get over here on your knees and start sucking my dick. Since you don;'t want to use soap and water, I like a Bitch, that wants to clean her mans cock with her mouth. Once you finish we'll get in bed and then after we finish you can bring me my dinner in here...' This time I had to be firm '...You ain't getting no dinner or any thing else. you are getting the fuck out of here now before my folks get home!...' Daniel smiled at me '...damn you are cute when you are riled up. You figure that. We also got to know each other better and find the things we had in common. And we somehow found out we had one special thing. We both are highly sexual. I think that’s the term. By that I mean when I jerk off I’m out of my mind. I go bananas just doing that. And I like to do it a lot. My cock stays half-hard almost all the time. As just two guys doing male-talk we found out we were both very similar. And the more we talked about it the more similar we seemed. One afternoon about six months.