Damian could only think of one think to keep Jim from being snatched away. He pulled the front of his speedo forward and dropped Jim above the opening.
Jim fell onto Damian's flaccid penis before bouncing off and landing on his large balls next to it. His light was blocked out as the speedos snapped shut above him. He could smell the musty scent as he was pressed into sweaty skin of someone he used to think of as a friend.
Both Joe and Ron stopped as they saw Damian's display of ownership. "Well fellas. It looks like Jim's mine unless one of you wanna risk touching my rope package." As Damian said this he gripped his bulge and gave it a tug.
Damian felt Jim squirming against his package and started to get hard. "Well losers, not to ditch you but I got places to be. Damian quickly turned so his friends wouldn't see his forming boner.
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