Nothing but open road, and yet the sounds Dustin made, seemed to make it like for him, at least, it wasn’t plain vanilla sex. He was out on the site, moving stuff, lifting things, and lots of other physical labour that kept him in shape. Gay sex That massive tongue would be licking at him, making him moan and groan like he had never cum for years. Jack had to admit, he always had fun when he and Terry went out. God, he felt like a tramp, as he thought about his latest flings. The kiss would always be hard, and long. Shit, he loved the way Carson would kiss him, drive that tongue deep into his throat, flick at the sides, then suddenly be licking him around the ear lobe, or inside. Well, he made it seem like he loved to. It was usually a quick peck on the lips, a quick grope, then a hefty push to get him to roll over or lift his legs up in the air.
