What do you need?”Dan’s hand travels up between my legs until it hits the crotch of my trousers. His arms envelop me from behind. Gay sex I turn around, looking through the one-way mirror onto the shop floor. He inserts the key into the small lock and releases my dick from its restraints. I see Dan coming to get me.“So punctual,” he says, looking around. He hands them to me.“I made you a copy – keys to my flat. Instead, I smooth out my shirt, grab my rucksack, and kiss him.“Love you,” I say, instead of my usual “Bye!”I don’t turn back as I leave, but I have a good feeling Dan stood petrified where I left him, at least for a few seconds.When I get to the shop, the door’s already locked, so I have to knock. He was expecting me to continue with our usual sexual banter. “I know you’re going to be modest and say you didn’t do anything, and I did it all on my own… But you care about other people, buddy, and not everybody cares about other people.”We both pause for a few seconds.“Now… In a second, I’m going to stop with this cheesy shite, take your plug out and fuck you senseless, while I wank you
