Releasing a very hard cock. My first taste of cock was interesting but I was in to much need to worry. I wanted more, I wanted more orgasms. Laying me...back he put his condom on, spreading my legs as he positioned himself. Nibbling my neck, capturing my lips as he entered. The feeling of fullness, I tried to climb away. "Are you okay?"He didn't move just laid there letting me adjust. "I am okay."Capturing my lips making love to them muffling my moans as he moved. It was the best sensations ever.. The occupant was a very handsome married man in his late 30s who was having a bit of trouble getting on with his inner gay self. He kept his cock in his nylon running shorts as he edged it, but didn’t want to be touched anywhere. He also gasped when he saw the size of my cock, but wouldn’t give in to my requests to suck him off or even to have him jack his jizz on my cock. He did fondle me a little and I was pleased to see a huge wet spot of precum spreading out on his shorts. I bet he would. He ordered drinks for them both. "Let me buy you a drink as well. What do have?" he asked. I looked at the bartender and answered. "Laphroig, neat".The other introduced himself as Kurt, and offered a handshake. He didn't have an accent. I replied "I'm Keith, nice to meet you" and shook Kurts hand. He held the handshake for a little longer than normal. He was clearly interested in more than a drink, and I was beginning to think that this might turn out to be a nicer evening than I had. I had a raging erection, I was sweaty, I had cum and saliva dribbling down my chin and across my chest.He stood over me stroking his cock. "That was amazing" he whispered. I was gasping after the savagery of the moment. "Any time" I smiled and grunted.He lay down beside me on a bunk that was becoming wet as his cream and my sweat mingled and drained onto it. Our cocks were touching and his hand teased my nipple and spread spunk over me. "You look like such a slut" he said then laughed. I.