Lance bobbed purposefully and groaned and hummed. Kent threw his head back at one point and yelled, “FUCK that’s good!” And that was when Kent took Lance’s pretty head in his grip and began slamming him down at rapid pace until Lance was gagging, choking, and groaning when Kent finally held his head mashed into his crotch and grunted through what seemed to be his own gargantuan load.When Kent finally let Lance up the surfer stumbled backward gasping into me. I wrapped my arms around his sweaty torso and said, “It was like that my first time too.” He was working his jaw as if to check it hadn’t been ruined.Kent was still catching his breath and cum was still drooling out of his dick and onto the floor from the bench where he remained seated. Lance however finally gasped out, “I. Can. Tell. What. Made. You. Stay,” and laughed and choked when he did.“Easy man,” I told him and gently released him when he went to stand on his own again.“If your night job is an escort I bet you make bank,” Kent laughed.“I did that in college,” the surfer said as if he was describing TA’ing and surprising me.“So what is it?”“I’m an engineer at the power plant. Night
