The stove kept it toasty in the winter, if you had to work there. Bill threw a couple logs in the stove and had a fire going in no time.I was shiverin... a little, partly from being cold, part from nerves and part from being a little scared."He saw me shivering and said "Come here, let me get you warm."He pulled the slouch couch (his name, not mine) over near the stove and sat, patting the spot next to him for me. We proceeded to kiss and neck up a storm as we warmed up and got 'familiar' with. My cock twitches. you know i've looked, seen. that's enough for the moment. the game must be played. only fools rush in.you dry yourself, but have no clothes in the bathroom with you. no dressing gown. only your towel, and that's not big enough to cover you decently. all the nice towels are in the wash. you grabbed this one in a hurry. it's old, and thin. there's no way you'll be able to dry your hair with it. by the time you've done your best with it you could wring it out. as you dry yourself. “They work with dollar bills. Do you need change?”I nodded to the man and walked over to the register. Opening up my wallet, I saw I only had a five dollar bill. Dammit I said the myself. In my buzzed state I had forgotten to bring more cash.“Five ones please” I said.The man got me my change and turned back to enter the arcade. As I entered, I noticed a few men milling around the booths as if waiting for something. I brushed passed them and entered the first booth I could find without a light. Then I pulled it out and kissed my way down to his monster.When I reached down there, I could smell my own cum on his cock. I didn’t waste a second and gave his thing a kiss.Then I looked towards his eyes and saw them looking back, with happiness in them. Then I did something I had only imagined I’d do till then. I licked his cock all the way and took that in my mouth. The taste of my own cum and the feeling of his cock along with the smell of his manhood made me feel intoxicated. I gave him an.