When? Why? Who?
That Dick of his was erect.
A beautiful piece of manhood.
The head, a mushroom shape.
The shaft, full and smart.
His Balls hung low and swayed as he walked.
His full Pubic bush was wet with sweat.
He came close to where I was.
He was stroking and rubbing.
I looked into those eyes of his and smiled.
Take me! Take me! Take me!
The job was done....he was gone...
I lay there covered in his Cum.
Glorious!
If he's offering - why not? At the gym, I sat on the top walk-out step of the pool, the guy swam over, looked at my cock, looked up at me, and said, "May I?" Of course! A blow job right then and there.
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