Ponce was gay. It was impossible for him to hide it. This doesn't mean that Mr. Ponce was in any way a femme. He was actually quite masculine. Maybe i... was that his living room was painted turquoise. Or, maybe it was the way he slowly walked me to my car after every piano lesson. I couldn't be sure. But, I had known that Mr. Ponce was gay for years even though it was something neither of us had ever discussed.He knew all about my... adventures with other men, and I regularly asked him advice on. .. Yes," I whispered, watching him drive. "Kneel up on the seat and face me." Glancing around again, I noticed people were starting to turn on their headlights as I climbed to my knees. It must have been later than I thought. It was just beginning to get dark and I figured whatever I did, it would be pretty hard to see me. "Slowly slide out the Ben Wahs. No hands." Oh, God. The one other time I tried to do this, I almost made myself cum without touching. I moved my knees a little apart and. " He paused a bit as if trying toput the words together in his mind, and I was pretty sure he hadpracticed this a few times but the words now escaped him."Steve?" I asked sitting up, and facing him."You remember last weekend, I asked to borrow your tablet to do a bitof surfing since I hadn't charged my own?"I nodded my head. "Yeah. You forgot to plug in your phone overnight,and you probably hadn't charged your tablet in a couple months." Irecounted to him."At one point I went to check my. When Brett's turn came up. I grabbed onto his cock and started jacking him off. I marveled at the size of his cock. Earlier I thought it was only nine inches but I see now it's a fair size longer, maybe ten inches and oh boy was it thick, I couldn't even get my hand around it. And his ball were fucking huge too! Dangling a minimum of four inches below his cock.Suddenly he grabbed his cock and started furiously stroking it, then he closed his eyes and groaned. The huge tip of his cock flared and.