/>He stepped up to the urinal and pulled down his zipper and pulled out his cock and gave it a full fisted stroke two or three times before pointing it towards the urinal, and then he looked down at my cock and said, “so how’s the night going so far?” I was trying to hide that my cock was still semi-erect. Without saying a single word to Bruce, he piped up and said, “Looks like you are having a great time tonight.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” I asked.
“With a boner like that it looks like you are having a great time is what I meant.” He said. Then he added, “Sometimes Sheila grinds her cunt against me while we dance and makes me get a raging hard-on.”
I was speechless.
“So did she whisper sweet nothings in your ear while she was dry fucking you?”
What the fuck, this was my opening to ask him what she wanted to know. “Bruce, Sheila actually asked me to ask you at some point tonight why you are not showing much physical interest in her. Would you like me to relay anything to her?”
“Yea, ole’ buddy, you can tell her…tell her that I would rather suck your cock dry, than eat that nasty fucking cunt of hers. She won’t reciprocate and suck my cock but I am supposed to get on my knees and eat her skanky fucking cunt after I blow a nut in her.”
I was standing there with my dick in my hand and my mouth wide open. What the fuck do I say now? Try It You will like it? I don’t think so.
“Bruce…really…I would rather not get in the middle of all…”
“How about you go into that stall and stand on the toilet and I come in and suck the cum out of your cock for you. I would rather suck all the cum out of you than suck my cum out of that fucking ugly, unshaved smelly cunt. I would rather lick your asshole than eat her fucking pussy. She keeps telling me that the only way she can get off is with my tongue shoved up her ‘sweet cunt’. ‘Sweet cunt’ my fucking ass. That fucking cunt tastes like a dead fucking skunk in a land fill.”
What do you say now? I keep thinking… “Keep your fucking mouth shut” keeps ringing in my ears.
“I would rather suck the cum out of a man’s asshole than put my tongue to that nasty fucking cum-dump of hers.”
“Bruce, what can I say?” I stutter. “What can I do for you?”
“Jake, did you feel me under the table while we were eating?” Did you feel my hand running up your leg on the ride in?”
“Bruce, have you never seen me staring at that bulge in your jeans when we are all together?”
“I know you freeball, I can see it when your cock hangs down your pant leg and when you sit I can see the head of your cock through your jeans. Jake, I want to spend some alone time with you. Would you let me suck your cock until you cum in my mouth?”
“I…”