Warning: Can contain traces of cum.
Featured in this story: Brandon, Cal, Leo and Sammy (click for pictures)
“What is this game about?” Sammy asked, looking confused. The 18 year old skater scratched his his head, running his hand through his red hair. The lanky boy was sitting on the ground, his skinny legs crossed, wearing nothing but plaid boxer shorts and dirty white socks.
I had turned the heating on in the studio. It was rather cold outside and I didn’t want the four guys to catch a cold.
“You never played top trumps?” Cal grinned. He adjusted his crotch in his blue boxer briefs and sat down next to Sammy. The African American boy had the perfect swimmer’s build: muscular chest and trained abs, strong arms and legs, and not an ounce of fat on his entire body. His briefs were bulging with his manhood, his large balls clearly visible below his fat, flaccid cock that pointed to the left. He massaged his bare feet and chuckled.
Sammy shook his head. “Never.”
“It’s easy”, Leo chimed in. He was sitting opposite Cal, his legs crossed just like his friend Sammy’s. “We compete in different categories. And top trumps.” Leo leaned back and grinned. He was a skater, 18 years old, and - just like Sammy - skinny and lanky. In addition to his socks and his plain white boxers, Leo wore a baseball cap on top of his curly black hair.
“Let’s start the game”, Brandon said, sitting down opposite Sammy and completing the circle. Brandon was 21 years old, one year younger than his buddy Cal. They both were on the college swim team, and Brandon’s body was almost as well-trained and defined as Cal’s. At 5’7”, the Asian American boy was the shortest of the four boys. He was wearing socks and a pair of skimpy briefs that barely contained his big balls and thick cock.
“Alright”, Sammy said. “Who wants to start?”
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