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The Gooner Gang - Part 3

POV: Caleb

The air in my room was thick.

After the cum, the laughs, the casual “we’re just bros” shoulder punches, we all grabbed blankets and pillows and crashed where we could. Lucas stretched out on my bed, legs wide open like he owned the place. Tom took the beanbag chair, hugging a hoodie like a pillow. Jake and I ended up side by side on the floor, just a thin comforter between us and the hardwood.

Lights off. TV glowing faintly. My heart still ...

The Gooner Gang - Part 2

POV: Caleb

The room was getting warm. Or maybe that was just me.

We were still half-naked from our little “gooner reveal”—dicks out, pretending it was no big deal. Tom had awkwardly tugged his jeans back up but left them unzipped. Lucas was still lounging in just his boxers, half-scrolling through his phone, half-eyedropping glances at the rest of us.

But Jake? Jake was still fully naked. His dick lay soft across his thigh, heavy and proud like it belonged th...

The Gooner Gang - Part 1

POV: Caleb

Okay, let me just say this straight up:
I jerk off.
A lot. Like, a lot.

And yeah, maybe it’s messed up, but I think about my friends when I do it sometimes. Not like them fucking me or anything—I mean, maybe—but more like… what they look like when they’re doing it themselves. Sweaty, desperate, eyes glazed over, mouth open. I think about their hands wrapped around their cocks, the way their muscles tense when they cum. I know it’s fuc...