Eventually Roman stopped outside a very run-down building in the seedier end of Williams St and the City in general, “Why are we stopping here,” Terry asked, “I thought we were going to your night club?”“We are,” Roman replied, “and this is it,” Roman said as he ran up the front steps and stepped inside the building’s foyer, where they were met by one of the biggest men Terry thought he had ever seen. Gay sex It certainly wasn’t a perfect life; not like he could see when he looked through other people’s windows and would stand by the hour just watching them interact with each other. Terry stepped out of the elevator at Roman’s apartment and found his clothes all nicely laundered, folded, and waiting for him on a chair. Roman prattled on about the exclusive clientele, the money they were making, and on and on and on he went. Roman laughed at him and pulling Terry along behind himself; Roman walked deeper into the interior of the building. But Terry couldn’t think of anything worse than having some fat old guy trying to fuck him up the arse, and Terry didn’t want to have to fuck them up the arse either, it just wasn’t his thing.
