’ Leaning his head against the wall he stood for a few minutes pulling himself together before pressing the fast dial on the phone and listened to i... ring before the voicemail message picked up, ‘This is Kelly Wright, please leave your name and number……’ Leaving a message with a brief outline and of where to meet he poked his head into the spare room where Ben was sleeping. Calling out the sleeping mans name to wake him he watched as a rumpled head raised up and a deep voice croaked, ‘Yeah…’. Inside, I approached the urinal and unzipped my slacks to fish my rod from its uncomfortable position and find relief from the pressure that had built in my bladder. That job wasn't easy in itself, and required some calisthenics to get my hard dick out of my trousers. Brandy's playing had had quite an effect on me, and I had a cool area of wet pre-cum inside my boxers. Then I had to wait for my erection to subside enough to allow me to pee. Fortunately, my urgency was assisted by need, and I. I looked up into his eyes while I took his cock in and out of my mouth. He was pushing himself in really deep. I was gagging but kept taking him in my mouth. I was swirling my tongue up and down his shaft like he liked it. He groaned and I looked up and our eyes locked. How I loved being with him. I was in love with this man. I had never felt like this before."I am going to fuck you now, Kimmi," he said, as he pulled his dick out of my wet mouth."Pleeease," I moaned.He continued to kiss me as. Standing under the small porch in front of the door, and brushing the rain off his suit jacket and hair, he looked back out at the dark and cold night, sighing. He really was missing his home town of LA right now with its easy going climate, the swaying palm trees, its crazy charms, the great Mexican food, and the eccentric people. Here in the UK it was cold rain, bad food, extremely eccentric people and a lot more cold rain. Turning back to the door he rang the bell and stood waiting like a.