My cock started to thicken in my pants at the thought of it. Too bad my dick wasn’t as big as Finn’s. If I could put Finn’s thick, floppy, beautiful cock up my ass, I’d be in ecstasy. If I could put it up on my blog, I’d make bank for us for sure. The question would then become whether or not to tell him how I’d done it.
“You need a ride home?” Jim asked.
I held my grocery bag in front of my crotch, muffins and coffee for Finn. “It’s not bad out.” Temperatures had risen some. The day was chilly, but the winds weren’t biting, now. I knew that from being out and about at lunchtime. “I think I’ll walk.”
Jim shook his head side to side. “Even all banged up, you’re worried about exercise. Be lazy.” He grabbed the front of my coat in both hands. Likely going for belly fat, he wasn’t going to find any. “Get chubby. Worry about it when the cast comes off.”