Boomer nodded back and reached nervously for his zipper. He swallowed hard as the zzz noise seemed booming in the otherwise near silent room, playing up the awkwardness of the situation immensely. He started to think better of doing this, that maybe he hold just try to get himself soft again, when his penis sprung out of it's prison and into the cool night air as though gasping for air. The 8 inch limb wobbled after it reached the end of it's ability to obey the pressure put behind it's release, then stood straight up with a very slight curve. A bead of clear fluid adorned the tip like snow on a mountaintop.<br/><br/>Both of Boomer's heads were dark red as blood rushed to both. The next move was up to Bubbles, so Boomer sat in wait, the clock ticking much louder than it had been before.