He said he had a gig a few blocks away, and wanted to know if I’d accompany him, and spend a few hours entertaining him. He told me how good it felt to get off, and he wanted to stay like this forever…blah, blah, fucking blah. Gay sex This sounded more fun, and he was kinda cute. I told him to back off, or the party would be over before he was. His fly is unzipped, and he’s dry humping my stomach like a pig at the zoo, just pushing his pecker in any direction it would go. I finished closing up, and walked with him a few blocks to a small jazz joint, with a bunch of swirly motherfuckers out front. He was pretty gifted with his hands. Who keeps fuckin sexy supplies in the kitchen? His cock was massive, and I was already accepting my oscar for best supporting actor in a submissive role. I told him he needs to put a jimmy on, before that fuckin trunk goes in my water hole, if you get my drift. Half hour later, his hands are cupping my ass cheeks under my opened jeans. I liked it. I carefully walked upstairs, and pulled the condom out of my ass, briefly admiring his spunk.
