Of course, Alan didn't know about any of this.That was the deal Steve had made with him. Steve protected his secrets in exchange for full access to hi... computer and all the cameras it could access. Sometimes, Steve would also spend time watching things, but unlike Rick, Steve liked to use the drama he saw to his advantage.He saw Mrs. Johansen on the fifth floor in her unhappy marriage and their fights. Her husband was gone so long on business trips and she was lonely. Then when she'd had a. He came over his stomach. Some of his cum landed on my leg and even under my balls. It was hot. He stopped sucking my cock and started licking his cum on me. After my leg and balls were clean, he started to suck my dick again. It was the right time. The moment he put his lips around my cock, I came! "I'm cumming, Mike! Swallow it! Swallow! I'm cumming!" I came and he swallowered it. After that, he touched his stomach, taking his own cum and started to lick his fingers. "God, I had no idea it. “Two days from now,” Trey said.“Come home with me.”“Can't... Boyfriend. Tricking is fine, but no sleep overs.”“Fuck.”Trey shoved his finger up my hole, teased my prostate gland. “I'll fuck you here,” he whispered in my ear. “We'll exchange infos.” He nibbled my earlobe. “No sleep overs, sure. That doesn't mean we can't do other things.”I bent over in front of him. His cock head poked my ass lips. He teased my butthole by sliding his penis halfway in and then bringing it out to the tip of his. I’m not saying we are leaving our significant others because of this, but what is the harm if both of us have just a tiny bit of pleasure in our lives? One day. Two days. A weekend? Where is the harm?” I thought about that question. Where was the harm? Nobody would ever know. Nobody would ever suspect. Where was the harm? We kissed and said our goodbyes, and I drove home, stopping along the way for a 7:00 p.m. meeting with some colleagues from another office. I sat there amongst them, wondering.