He was probably 30, a handsome guy, short hair on top, scruffy beard, probably 6ft. His nut was warm and salty.That was all it took for me. Gay sex I reached up to undo his tie and Klint kicked off his shoes as he started to unbuckle his pants. I don’t often look at guys, but for some reason, maybe it was the way he was looking at me, my cock had started getting hard in my pants. Broad shoulders, hairy chest, slight belly, big thighs and a 7-inch rock-hard cock. I panicked slightly as my first thought was he wanted to fuck me. I was going to bust soon if he didn’t stop. “Sure” I said and looked at the dance floor one last time, no one was looking toward us, and I walked out of the reception hall, toward the elevators. I’m not sure if he really thought his approach would work, or that I would accept it so easily.The elevator came and I got on first.
