Dan was a smart guy. He knew that revenge wouldn't really make him feel better. It would just mean that he was
as bad as them. Perhaps if he busted Donnie out of the closet he wouldn't be such an arsehole. He wasn't great
looking but reasonably fit from some weightlifting and sports. With Dans current levels of horniness Donnie
was more then suitable for a fuck.
"Dan, is that you? What the hell happened?"
"Guess I just hit a growth spurt Donnie. Grew a few inches, put on some muscle, just like any other kid." He
said this, rubbing his hands over his own taut bicep. His pecs were squeezed together with the motion.
"Yeah... a growth spurt," Donnie mumbled as he saw Dans bloated cock slowly become fully erect. The shaft
wasn't able to break free of the jeans but lay against his leg, throbbing. The shaft and head were clearly
outlined.
Dan moved in closer with Donnie retreating as far as the wall. Leaning in he looked Donnie in the eyes. He
stood a good four inches over Donnie so he craned down his head close to whisper, "I am not the only one
growing."
Donnie could feel the heat off the godly body in front of him. Then he felt Dans hand along his thigh. It
reached his swollen cock and started to massage it. It was enough to take him to the brink of ejaculation
before it was taken away again.
"So Donnie, why don't we take this somewhere more private then the street?"