Instead he put his own beer bottle on the table.Tom Welling stared at me, my eyes back at him, wondering who was going to break this silence.Then he n...dded. "Yes, I am gay." Tom whispered. I smiled, for he had just confirmed my thoughts about him."What's so funny?" he asked me. "I'm gay too." I told him.Once again he stared at me. "You?!" I reached forward and kissed him on his lips, before he could pull away. "Yes," I whispered.Tom blushed again, finally with someone to make his dreams a. If we met, and decided to go further, he would get us a room, and we'd go from there. We met in the lot, and decided to go for it. I had some booze on me, and I made myself a drink, and he had some too. He asked me if I had ever seen a man's cock before. I told him just my own, so he pulled his pants down, revealing his semi-hard dick. I was a little shocked, but decided that I had gone this far so it was time to go further. I started rubbing his cock, which he enjoyed a lot before suggesting. It almost worked way too well.I was in a limo, being driven to a Christmas party at a well-known Washington mansion when our motorcade was attacked. The Secret Service was prepared for an attack but not of the magnitude that hit us and it was quickly apparent that we were sitting ducks.My car seemed to be taking the worst of the fire with our motorcade circling around us to offer at least some additional protection. Automatic fire riddled the street as our attackers advanced against extremely. She had been honest and had not cheated on me before we agreed to part. So I wished both of them good luck and promised to be available if they needed some kind of matters taken care of at home while they were abroad.Alice's and my coffee break was followed by lunches and dinners. Two weeks after our first meeting we spent our first night together. It was a memorable night with much better sex than I had dared to expect. Alice got me understand that she was the Miss Right for me. Three months.