My French doors were open and I heard a noise over here. I looked over and saw Jason chowing down on your big tool and jerking his monster."I stammere... and coughed. I was busted! "Don't worry, Trevor. Only 20 people in the world know I'm gay. Mostly lovers. Because of my public persona, I don't go out to gay bars or the ABS. I have great gaydar. I've needed it to keep my orientation a secret. I hope to get into coaching in the pros. I've suspected for years you were homo like me. Now I know for. I didn’t was to rush, wanting the sensations to build gradually and to put on a show for those stuck in traffic. My fingertips circled around my g-spot slowly and as softly as I could with my legs opened wide. Gradually I allowed myself to lie back further, until I’d lain down completely and could put my feet on the bonnet. Once I’d spread my knees apart I began to slide my two fingers in and out slowly, my mind thinking about Ian and Vicky having sex. I’d not realised how much or how loud I. ‘Yes,’ she breathed, undoing his jeans. His head fell back as her hands slid into his boxers, pleased to find him hard and ready. ‘God,’ he groaned as he succumbed, reaching for her pants. They struggled with her clothes, pulling and tugging, ending up flat on the ground with the dirt flying up around them. Eve kicked off her shoes and he whipped her jeans and panties off her legs, a low growl coming out of his throat when her lower half was naked. She launched herself to him, shoving his. I was filling in for Madeline, and Madeline liked porn theatres. Fine.We went in, and I had this weird mix of emotions. On one hand, I was disgusted - the place stunk, it didn’t feel like anyone had ever cleaned the seats or floor, and I was here with my brother.On the other hand ... when you’re turned on, the more perverse something is, the hotter it is, and I couldn’t help finding the fact that this was where men got off was kind of ... erotic. I was standing where dozens, hundreds, thousands.