I moaned like a bitch in heat around his still-throbbing cock and kept swallowing to get all his ample output.Kent roughly pulled me up and I knew my cock was still dripping and oozing my seed and probably sliming his and my shorts. I like the smell of fresh wood (yup lumber and the male kind) and enjoyed the walk down to that part of the store. Gay sex Let me give you my number this time.”“No need,” Kent said decisively. He didn’t seem to mind it being obvious at all.“Yeah I really have to get back to my condo or I won’t have time to shower before time to get to work.”“Hmmmm. We didn’t; unless you count him soothing my my sore hole by eating it until I executed and scored a takedown in the form of a reversal that threw him down. I enjoyed the knowledge I got from watching him that he was boned-up too. But maybe I should get on my way for today.”“Of course, sir,” he said in a more impersonal tone. I recognized Nicky’s scent that day when I got to the register and smelled it on the impulse buy shelf; a display of Duke Cannon soaps and other men’s grooming products.
