This couldn’t be Wyatt’s fault. “That’s my stuff. Gay sex Slick held steady, thrusting his pelvis up into the young sailor’s groin, crying out, “Yes, yes. You stick with a guy.”You don’t know the half of it, Brad thought. It’s OK. The young man fit into his side just right. There will be others in the building.” He laughed again, a little nervously. Wyatt now knew where the guy had learned his moves from.There were a lot more older guys—older than Wyatt’s thirty-six—here tonight than younger ones. Oh, fuck.”The young man was moving up Wyatt’s body, positioning himself over Wyatt’s pelvis, holding Wyatt’s shaft in position.“You want to fuck me too, don’t you?” Slick asked. “You’re too young to be on your own.”But not too young to fuck, Slick thought. And Steve wasn’t asleep at 10:00 a.m., when Wyatt woke to the young man’s total surrender and positional expertise as Steve coaxed the older man onto his back and hovered over his body, supported above Wyatt on bent arms and legs, hands and feet pressed into the mattress on each side of the older man’s body, facing up to the ceiling, while Wyatt grasped the young man’s waist and raised and lowered Steve on his buried cock.They didn’t rise, the young man rising
