He obviously worked out, but he was no muscle queen; just very well proportioned. Heading out there?” “No” I said, noticing his piercing blue eyes for the first time. Gay sex I put my mouth over his head, sucking the piss out of his briefs, giving his cock a good workout. “Thing is, I don’t want to move. “Fuck me, man” he moaned, stripping off his piss soaked 501s, boots and BVDs. “Oh yeah? “Hey dude.” I turned around. He obviously worked out, but he was no muscle queen; just very well proportioned. so do I.” He aimed at my stomach, I aimed at his chest hair, as we mutually soaked each other down again, the piss running off each other and into a pool between us. I could smell the sweet-sour piss on them. Behind me there was a dark-haired man with a trim moustache. “Gotta go again” he said, grabbing his cock in his hand. The piss was glistening as it soaked down his jeans. I stopped for a second to remove my shirt so that I could feel the warm, wet denim against my body as I worked his huge cock.
