Dawn was coming. Gay sex Here I’d sat all night, nursing beers and feeling anti-social, and every body around me was wallowing knee-deep in what sounded like cum-soaked hog heaven.I scanned the room again. I repositioned myself under the bar and between his legs, and began worshipping what had by now become a truly mammoth, nearly-erect slab of dick. His ass was spectacularly hairy and pale just the way I like ’em. I didn’t feel like staying in. And I sat there, pondering the continuing truths of the Universe. My eyes traveled down from his handsome face to the taco meat that sat in the deep trench that was his chest, thick gut and ample-looking basket, and I couldn’t help not to imagine how good he’d look with his tight jeans down his ankles.In spite of this, my mood wasn’t good. I had made a promise to myself at the start of this thing that I was going to have the time of my life—whatever that meant. His tanned handsome face was becoming clearer by the second, and his freshly-shaven head glistened in the dim-blue light of the dark bar.
