Jon briefly took his hand off his penis to ring the doorbell that was before him. As soon as the job was done, however, the smooth fingers quickly found their way back to the penis. He was enjoying his masturbation, but wished he could undo his skirt so he could get at his whole erection. He didn't want to let Zoe win, though; he had bet her that he could go longer wearing his skirt than she could wearing his pants. He liked to win.
He giggled as he thought how much easier life would be if he could just suck his own dick. He couldn't think of one downside to that ability. It would free up his hand to do all sorts of things like ringing doorbells or playing with his titties. And besides, cock tastes great!
The door opened. For a second Jon wondered who lived at this house, but all curiosity evaporated as she looked at the yummy man standing in the doorway. He was middle aged, balding, slightly overweight, and male. Something about guys always made Jon's mouth water. He felt his penis poke out just a tiny bit more from the increase of arousal. He looked somewhat familiar, but Jon knew that he was a featherbrain sometime, so didn't try too hard to remember. He was sure things would work out.
"Hello," Jon squeaked, rolling his toungue around his lollipop.
"KARYN!" the man shouted over his shoulder, "JON'S HERE!" Then he grabbed Jon's arm and pulled him inside. Jon stumbled on his heels, but thankfully the man was strong enough to act as a balance. Jon smiled. He loved it when he was manhandled. He pretended to stumble more than he was and ended up pressing his huge titties into the man. He removed his hand from his penis and grabbed onto the man's shoulders. He didn't mind the lack of attention to his cock, as he could feel it pressing into the man's stomach, which was just as nice.
The man sighed and rolled his eyes. "Wait here," He said, removing Jon's arms from his body (one of Jon's hands had found it's way to the man's belt!), "She'll be down in a second." The man turned and left Jon alone in the landing.
Jon giggled. He was so silly sometimes. He loved being told what to do by big strong men. It almst brought him to orgasm. He knew it wouldn't, though, as it usually took more than a little masturbation and a couple commands. It, like usual, would probably take some spanking too.
A teenage girl came bounding down the stairs toward Jon. She also looked familiar to him.
"Like, hi!"
The girl stopped and stared at Jon, mouth wide open.
"Jon? Is that you?"
Jon giggled. "Of course, silly, who else would I be?" His giggling made his titties bounce, and he liked that.
"That crazy bitch!!"
