no interest in what we were up to I could tell, so I spread myself nice and wide and laid back in anticipation.

“You are really lovely Pete - you smell good too, wonder how you taste?”

Next he was sucking my cock to oblivion and I knew I would soon cum. It was so good and the feeling of his deep suck was out of this world. He was squeezing my balls at the same time and I told him I would be cuming if he continued but that did not bother him one iota and I realised he wanted me to cum into his mouth.

So I just relaxed and let it happen. It was so good I cannot tell you how good. I heard the sound his sucking my cream was making and hoped no one else could hear, but Malcolm was so gone he would never have realized. He was content to suck me dry, every last drop as he squeezed my balls and ran up my shaft like it was a tube of toothpaste. It was all so wonderful.

Afterwards he asked me if I liked.

“Absolutely,” I said as we got up, the film ended and made for the exit.

“But you, what about you?” I asked

Then I realised, when he took me back to his car, why he had shaded windows. “We can do it in the back easily - just slip ‘em down babe and let me get up you.”

I guessed as much but I was in the mood. It had been a month since I’d seen Danny. Malcolm was a mate of his and obviously he had told him that I was game for a fuck.

He had me across the back seat doggy style. He had a great cock on him, which I was able to feel and wank a little although he was already hard enough to get a good fuck out of me.

I loved it. Loved the way he worked it up inside me. The sliding and the warmth of his hot cock thrusting deep inside until I felt his final surge come so strong, almost pushing me out of the side window. He fucked me rough and it was fine. When he was finished and he dropped me home I still felt him inside me. It was that good.

Okay, so I missed the film but I gained an awful lot more.