Sex was a cheap quantity, usually enjoyed, always renewable. Gay sex It seemed not, especially as, while we were pulling away from the curb, Susan already had the young movie actor’s cock out and they were kissing.“It’s not far. The woman had been named Sylvia, she’d been a tennis pro from thirty years earlier, she was still fit in her early fifties, she had thighs of steel, and she was a cleanliness nut. It looked like the “someone” he’d take apart tonight would be me. I was two-thirds of the way up when I knew that he was on the stairs, coming up behind me, too. I’d played here before with a private pickup and I knew they had guestrooms in the clubhouse, with bathtubs that held more than one. Then it was me, standing in a crouch, hips jutting out beyond the toilet bowl, shoulder blades pressed to the wall behind the toilet, cupping his head in my hands, as he, on his knees, gave me head.In the end, I was still in that position, but he had stood and, taller than I was, he was crouched over me. “Delon’s out of the showers, Brad. Susan—Carrier’s wife, it turned out—entered in just red spike heels and a phallus harness.
