The target for the evening trip was an abandoned hospital in one of the suburbs of the Stockholm. When Beckomberga hospital had been created in 1935 i... had been outside the central city. The location far from the city had made it easier to make people accept a psychiatric hospital that at its prime housed 2000 mentally ill persons. Today the city had expanded and the suburb of Bromma now enclosed the Beckomberga area totally. Still the actual hospital had remained mostly untouched since it. I was really going to town, but he showed no signs of cumming. I heard some noises to our side, and glanced over with his cock still in my mouth. My wife was on her back and Jamal was about to sink his big black cock into her. "Wait! Why don't you two join us up here." Jena said, patting on the bed. Tyrone leaned over and picked me up. "But I was just going to give him head," I stammered."No way sweetie, a big black cock like this doesn't cum from a little head from a sissy boy like you.". I needed a head start, but I didn't have my bus schedule. No matter - I had worked for over thirty years in lower Manhattan until relocating to an office in Midtown. Today, I would skip my usual bus into Midtown and take the PATH train into the World Trade Center where I had worked for years and knew the transfer trains to midtown by heart. (Those same transfer trains were also the way to Yankee Stadium and Shea Stadium.)Had I not started early, my normal schedule would have had my train arrive. Guys ... Aw, shit! Do you guys have a lot of oral sex?” I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t keep from laughing. It wasn’t the question it was Tom’s embarrassment in asking. He just turned his head and stared out the side window.“I’m sorry, Tom,” I gasped. “You looked so uneasy it reminded me of a little kid asking for a treat. But, yeah, I guess we have a fair amount of oral sex. I love the taste of pussy and Wendy seems to like swallowing it when she sucks me off. Now why do you want to know.