I suppose that actually makes three reasons. He even let me borrow them for an upcoming black party I was going to attend during Montreal Pride, but that’s a chapter for another day. I walked home later that evening. Gay sex He pulled me tight to his chest and returned my kiss, sucking on my tongue. “Oh fuck,” I gasped, “It’s so big, I can feel you stretching me out.” “That’s right boy, open up for me,” he growled back. He kept himself propped up with his arms, but his hips and legs lowered onto mine. I thrust into Curt’s hand. I put on a tank top and a pair of tight shorts that came up mid-thigh. Our tongues wrestled as he continued his deliberate thrusts. My right hand found his throbbing 8” cock and my left found his heavy ball sack. “Can I get you anything? I admired his shapely calves and thick quads. None of these are intended to be read in any sort of numerical order. “You want me to fill it back up?” “Please, sir,” I said while nodding.
