Jonathan strokes himself, gazing at the point where Brian and I are joined. Brian starts to move and it feels divine. It’s been a long time since I�...�ve been with a man, and I’ve almost forgotten how good it feels. Brian’s dick is thick and hard, filling me with slow delicious strokes. I move with him, meeting his thrusts with my own grinding hips. Jonathan seems entranced by the scene before him. When Brian pulls out of my wetness to offer his slick erection to him, he bends down and sucks it. They were only going to have a coffee together, but this turned into a number of cups of coffee, with some going cold, as they looked into each other's eyes. They realised they had to meet again, but it went without saying that this had to be discreet on both parts.By now the sex site had been left and it had turned into lots of sex texts and stolen phone calls. They came to the decision that they should meet again, but this time would not be about drinking coffee. They both wanted to fuck,. We grab it and start to walk to my car which is on the upper level, always hard finding a spot on first level or even second. As we are walking we are holding hands and holding each other close looking at each other from time to time. She has brown hair down to her shoulders, brown eyes that just sparkle, d cup tits (just as I remember them), a fine looking ass and is wearing a nice summer dress with a black bra and undies and flip flops.We finally get to my car and I put her bag in the. I watched him strutting around and looking at all my naked male paintings, there was no discernible reaction from him. Finally, he stopped and glanced at the gay magazines on my coffee table. Again, there was no overt reaction. When he joined me in the kitchen I handed him his coffee.“You know, I have a cousin who is also gay,” he matter-of-factly informed me, before resuming, “But he’s not like you. He acts like a woman. From your art and books I can see you are gay, but if I met you on the.