That sounds gay doesn't it!?He said did I want to go in for a cuppa ...or have one at his. I said his. So followed his car out and off behind him.We p...rked outside his house and went inside together. Even though we had been in touch for ages and talked about everything under the sun being face to face still felt awkward. He made us a tea and we went into his lounge. Making some chit chat, he then said he could put on a DVD.As he sat back on the sofa next to me, slightly closer this time. A gay. Dean looked at me and Ken as if to get permission and Ken said what you waiting for, man, do it. They lifted her legs higher and dean slid his cock into her as they slid her back and forth allowing him a lot of momentum. Dean came quickly and then Ken said OK, Your turn. I got between her legs and ate her sloppy cum filled gooey pussy and loved it. I heard the guys say Oooo that's nasty. I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw all but Dean was hard as they watched. I then felt a hand on my. I them used my moistened hand to brush your hair back on your head ensuring that the wisp would not get in the way again. While I was kneeling down behind you I could not resist touching you just a little bit more. As I kneeled further you could feel my warm breath on your neck. My right hand went down into your lap to let itself be moistened with the spit that had fallen from your mouth. I kissed your neck lightly while caressing your thighs which were clenched together firmly. You can feel me. We dropped our clothes there on the floor and went into his living room. He tossed the couch cushions on the floor and tugged on my hand to sit with him. As I sat down and leaned back against the couch, Greg started caressing my cock. He said he liked thick cocks, they felt better as he played with them. The more he stroked my cock, the harder it got, and the more I remembered sweet memories of my childhood.“Tell me what you’re thinking,” Greg said.“I remember a week after my sixth birthday, my.