Date: 10/11/2018, Categories: Gay, Author: spinneroftales, Source: LushStories
front of the hospital. I suggested we go into the parking structure and sit in one of our cars. “I’m on the second level,” I said. We had been lucky. “I’m up on the fifth,” Marco said. We got in my car and I tilted the steering wheel up. I wear boxers with my junk hanging on the right. My wife sometimes scolds me for showing too much, but I know that was one of the things that attracted her to me in the first place, and she likes the length. But I couldn’t seem to get comfortable. I had to shift around a couple of times. I reached toward the dash. “Do you want to listen to the radio?” “Naw.” I detected an accent, but I didn’t know if it was regional or Italian. We were both tired, sort of burned out. I looked at Marcus and commented, “You’re in great shape. You must work out.” He said, “I’m into weight lifting, but just enough to keep in shape.” I placed my hand on his thigh and felt the strong muscles. He looked at my hand and I realized my goof. “Excuse me, I didn’t mean to invade your space.” “No,” he said, “I was thinking how good the human contact felt.” Marcus tilted the seat back a little and closed his eyes. “I don’t think the coffee is working.” I said, “I don’t know if it’s the caffeine in the Coke or the nicotine in the cig, but I’m wide awake.” Marcus opened his eyes and turned his head, looking at me. He said, “You’re too tense.” He laid his hand on my upper thigh, right on my cock. He didn’t remove it. I hadn’t been hard, but I was suddenly on my way. I looked ...