”I could barely sleep that night, or concentrate at work the next day, thinking about meeting with Michael. I just couldn’t get the vision of his ...ock and balls out of my mind, which to me are huge. I made sure that I was at the entrance portico a little early, and his car pulled up right on time. We drove to an isolated corner of the parking lot to talk. It was a little embarrassing meeting with a man, especially knowing that we had seen pictures of each other’s genitals and had a potential. You pulled me away and said dinners coming get in the seat. I slipped back into the seat my cock still hard and exposed. You immediately put your foot back on my cock jerking me between your toes. I knew they saw me come up from under the table but didn’t care. The waitress asked if I lost something and if I needed help finding it. Before I could answer she lifted the table cloth and leaned over to look. I knew both of us were exposed and with my hard cock between your toes, we couldn’t do. My fingers gently began probing inside her and she started to moan again, the friction of my hand in her wet cunt driving her towards an orgasm. ‘I want you in me,’ she gasped ‘I want your cock in me.’ Excited, I took of my clothes as fast as I could until I was standing naked in front of her. She grinned at me as she saw my erect dick and greedily put it in her mouth. Her warm mouth enveloping it, the pressure from her cheeks making me feel like I would explode, with her tongue expertly. Having him possibly move in with me was therefore going to be somewhat of a strain. Two weeks later Barry got the job. Prior to his arrival, I came to the conclusion that I would have to tackle my problem head on. On the second evening after he moved in, I decided to make my; ‘I am gay’ speech. During my entire sermon, Barry observed me expressionlessly. After my litany ended, Barry began to laugh. It wasn’t a derisive laugh, but more of a chuckle. “I have always suspected that you might be gay.