Then I felt his tongue on my shaft, barely touching it. Gay sex She told me I had to lose weight, and suggested I joined a gym.I thought about it, and even visited one to have a look, but the Muscle Marys and fitties put me off. He rubbed ibuprofen gel into my ankle, bandaged it up, and gave me a couple of pain killers. I wouldn’t last much longer, but he didn’t rush things. I took up jogging, by myself initially, but soon faltered. I lined my cock up and was surprised how easily it slipped in. I realized I had to get fitter before I could use a gym. This was so much better. We kissed and he left for work. That night we shared a bed. We fell into a rhythm, the speed ever increasing, until I blew my load. It came instinctively, and after a few minutes, tasted another man’s semen. He sat on the floor beside the sofa, gently stroking my leg. I soaped his back, running my fingers into his crack. He suggested I used his laptop for work, and told me to help myself to tea and coffee. He gave me another orgasm and we slept cuddled together. I was able to return home
