Kent still leaned back on his hands and let Lance do the work this time like I had. Gay sex Inside the room of racked surf-boards and masses of other beach equipment he took us through an interior door into a repair shop. “Nobody works repairs on the weekend,” he said and locked the door behind him. “Who’s first?” he asked.Kent whipped his hardening dick out before I did.“Holy shit man I thought your partner was big!”“Husband,” Kent said dryly. “He’s my husband. Kent and I both got to our knees; I had a bit of schadenfreude when I watched Kent go carefully down more like I had to now. Lance was half-hard again by the time we were passing it back and forth; one of us sucking while the other licked. “Yeah dudes; fuck yeah.” His uncut dick still tasted heavily of his first nut.When I took his smallish balls in my hand he squeaked, “Fuck dude easy! SO sensitive.”Oh one of those guys! I released my exceptionally gentle hold and instead rubbed his tight sac so lightly that it would have tickled me.“OH FUCK here it commmmmmmes,” he howled.Kent and I both got some of his spray; watery like the first but very strong-tasting. He pushed us off yelping and laughing
