But we both saw that the other was a submissive, so it didn’t go further than each of us practicing our flirt and admiring the attractiveness of the other.Still, it left me horny again. I think we both knew I would give in to him eventually—he was a handsome dude and in great shape for his age, and I liked taking cock. Gay sex He probably had no idea what perspective had a line of sight on the bathroom. His name was Jonas. He’d reached around the man’s right hip—the hip that was away from my perspective—had grasped the older man’s cock in his hand, and was holding the man’s shaft as it pissed into the toilet bowl. The mill was gone, now a museum, but a boutique hotel chain had bought up the village and renovated it into a hodge-podge of rooms and suites. I could assuage that feeling in one of three ways. We had reservations at the inn’s restaurant, The Forge, and were seated in front of a large window overlooking a line of two-story renovated cottages.
