Carol stopped after walking unsteadily a few paces, roughly halfway towards where we were sitting, dropped a few bars and drinks on an empty seat and ...tood there looking, her breasts still swaying with the bumps of the bus. She said nothing, just looked, her eyes darting from one face to another, then down to the one or two cocks that were plainly visible, one to another.Fists stopped pumping, except one. Roy the Javelin, opposite me, still kneeling when Carol saw us, plopped down onto his. All I wanted was a quiet drink and maybe someone to talk to, let off some steam. My wife had died just over a year ago and I was feeling depressed. We were together for 30 years!So after work I stopped into a small bar. Never been there before. I rarely drank, not use to it. Did not know it was a gay bar.There were maybe 7 customers inside, all male. Hell I did not think anything of it. They were all mature, no youngsters there. The youngest man looked about 35, most were around 40-50. I was 53. I’m Candy” I said as the gurls on the bed looked at me. “Oh yes, you are aren’t you? I’m Julia,” replied a tall blonde wearing a see through mesh dress with hold ups and heels. “Why don’t you get that skirt and top off – you won’t be needing them and come and join us?” With that, I did as she asked and removed the skirt and top so I stood be the bed wearing just the lingerie and heels. Julia put her arms around my waist and pulled me towards her. The next I know, she had put her large and very. Their dicks were all in the six to seven-inch range it looked like to me.The young lady, Carrie, was sitting also facing Jack and I. I pointed out that things weren’t exactly even. She looked puzzled. I suggested she look up onto the bow. She stood, saw the four naked guys sporting hard-ons, and sat back down.“Those are my brothers. I can’t get naked in front of them.”“Considering how tiny that bikini is, are you sure they haven’t already seen the goodies?” I asked. Her reaction suggested I had.