Placing the record on the turntable, he turned up the music. God has his bulge had grown. After a few minutes of me caressing his cock with my mouth, he finally pulled himself out. Heading towards a cabinet on the wall beside me, he grabbed a couple of glasses and set them on the table. As his hands moved and grasped my shoulders, I arched my back, ready to take his load. Continuing his full-length thrusts, he balls slapped against my ass with might. “Pretty cool huh?” he said. “So you have any more plans for the night?” Steven asked as he cleaned the bar. Giving everyone a hug, they wished me a final happy birthday and headed towards their cars. Taking off his jeans, he pulled out a Radiohead album from his vinyl collection on the wall. “Wow,” I said as I took a sip, “Fuck this is good.”
Finishing the taster, I continued looking at his collection. “How about another drink?” Steven asked as he turned back towards me, cock swinging in between his legs.
