He lifts them to his shoulders as he aims his fat cock at Connor’s hole, pushing up against it. Gay sex Connor reaches up and unbuttons the jeans, each button popping free as he tugs them apart, opening them up to reveal his blonde bush, the base of his hard cock and finally freeing it, letting it pop out, hitting him across the face. He hasn’t shaved in days, and his reddish brown beard is clearly visible. Through the door Connor can see it is a mechanics shop, a Chevy up on lift and a Ford sitting next to it, hood up. It’s the middle of the night, and only the sparsely spaced street lights give him any illumination. He feels Kyle stroking his cock, tightly he grasps it, working his fist up and down. The guys hips began to rise up, to move in that familiar way, the thrusting up and pulling back, dragging his cock through Connor’s hand. The guy grabs him by his hair, pulls his head back, arcing his torso up, changing the way his cock digs into Connor. As he is about to turn back he sees Connor.”What are you doing?” his tone accusatory, threatening.
