“Nah, it’s cool if you wanna smoke it at my place,” I assured him.
“Should I put out my cigar?” he inquired. “Sure, come on over,” I motioned across the way to my place. “Is now good? My balls feel like they’re gonna pop.” “I’ve gotta a Fleshlight-one of those pussy pocket things-if you wanna borrow it.” “But I’m wearing out my right hand, if you get me.” “You jacking-emptying the pipes?” I asked. “She hasn’t spread her legs for me since well before the baby was born.” “Fuck no,” he spat, taking a drag on his cigar. “Julie not putting out for you?” I asked, glancing down at his bulge. “You’re telling me,” he agreed, adjusting his package. “She makes me take it outside now that we have the baby.” The shirt unbuttoned to show off his hairy chest. “Julie making you smoke outside now?” I asked my hot neighbor Buzz upon finding him smoking a cigar on his front porch.
