It wasn't like touching my own cock. It felt different. I gave it a couple of jerks watching a thick drop of fuck goo appear. The weed, the weed, I to...d myself. I stuck my tongue to it, just a quick touch and my tongue was back in my mouth.Yeah, my tongue was back in my mouth, but so was his taste. It was a strong taste of almost bitterness. I wondered if I could force myself to do this. It was like Benny knew, he just stood watching me. He stood there, almost naked, just waiting. His dick was. I decided to rent at first while I sorted myself out. Driving home from work on only my second day at the new flat I became disorientated. I had no idea where I was but I saw a pub so decided to go in and ask for directions. As I walked through the door everything went quiet and everyone stared at me. Apart from the fact they were all black it felt like a normal pub. I was clearly being checked out as a stranger buit this was often the case in locals' pubs. I went up to the bar. the barmaid was. ? Steven offered her the pack and then lither cigarette for her.?You sure know a lot about this stuff.? Mila leaned on the balustradeand blew smoke.?Thirty years in the theatre starting out at the bottom you learn a lot.I spent a year working at a drag review.? Steve leaned on the railbeside her.?But you aren?t gay???Shit no. Not all the drag queens are gay either but most are. I?lltell you what though... I?m not gay but trannies don?t count.? Heslapped Mila playfully on the ass and. After dinner, Neil invited me to join him on the bridge. Once on bridge, offered me a seat, than sat down next to me. In a voice not much over a whisper, he asked if this dress meant want he thought it did. With the best devilish grin I could muster, I said “what do you want it to mean?”. Without a word, he answered, Neil ran his fingers through my hair and pulled me close for a kiss.. Neil and had me sit on his lap, facing him. Than another kiss as he started gently lifting my dress off.