I wanted to taste this alpha skinhead and take it into my mouth. Sir kicked me sharply, and I immediately returned my attention to his boots.”The boy is cleaning my boots for me,” Sir explained, his voice laced with contempt. Gay sex Suddenly, I realized we were heading to my place. I took him into the bedroom, my heart pounding in my chest. Underneath the rail, crammed together in a haphazard heap, were boots. We snogged for what seemed like ages I melted into his arms. I obeyed his instruction, my gaze fixed on the barman as he reached behind the counter. “My sir suggested it. He leaned in, sniffing the air around me. what would its effects be?He led me outside, and a taxi was waiting as if summoned. As he pulled back, he grabbed my chain and dragged me towards the exit.He hailed a cab, and we climbed inside. Head held high, I turned and walked away from the bar, eager to explore the possibilities that awaited me.As I navigated the crowded space, I became acutely aware of the hands that brushed against my exposed ass.
