The thought of us there, in the woods like that, mutually wanking was making me feel almost light headed - and I knew, deep in me, that I was going to... take this further. It had been too long - far too long - and I wanted more.Without a sound I got to my knees and opened my mouth to take his cock in. It tasted meaty, salty with pre-cum and very good. It wasn't a big cock and it fitted my mouth perfectly. As he stood with his legs splayed I caressed his hairy balls as my eager mouth sucked his. If the interior was as run down as it sounded, we would have to spend quite a lot on it, and none of us wanted to do that if we didn't own it. We talked it over and before the steward, whatever his title was, arrived, we felt we could raise enough between us to cover a mortgage. Obviously, that would need a favourable consensus of our whole group.Well, the building had potential. In other words, it was well on the way to being a wreck. Buckets on the floor showed where roof leaks emerged, and. I guess her man left her and she was out drowning her sorrows but she straight up unzipped Mac’s pants and grabbed his cock… right there in the bar.’ ‘Well, I guess that solves that mystery. She got married before me because she’s a straight up whore,’ I laughed. Tyler’s face scrunched up for a minute and he looked at me, uncharacteristically serious for a moment, ‘You know, you’re way too hung up on getting married. You talk about it all the time. Wouldn’t you be happy just to be with someone. And if that’s the case you’ll need a penis.’ She said loking her stare back at Christ while running a hand slowly across her thigh. ‘Sounds like he wants something you can not give him.’ The buxom sales girl stood up abruptly and headed back out into the shop. ‘Wait…NO, he is not gay!’ Christy shouted after her, a little surprised at such the woman’s conclusion. ‘Are you sure?’ The salesgirl responded, suspicion in her voice. ‘Yes!’ Christy was quite sure her dream boy was not queer bait. .