I laughed.I glanced in that same direction, but I couldn’t tell whether he was staring at the bubbly brunette girl jabbering mindlessly or at the cute bartender who had parted his hair into a fake mohawk.He shook it.He turned back to look at me.Finally, I let my balls retract, and I pumped wave after wave of cum into Will’s mouth. He swallowed it all and slowly pulled the dildo out of my ass.Will grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and dragged me to his bed room, where he threw me down on his soft, white sheets. He practically jumped on top of me, his legs straddling my hips and his mouth planting firmly on mine. I tasted his red lips and velvety tongue as his hands moved from one button of my shirt to the next, getting closer to where my cock strained against my jeans.Will began to pump my cock with his ass, raising and lowering on my shaft. He moved the dildo at the same speed, tagging my prostate with each thrust.”Your ass is so hot,” I said.I reached up and undid the buckle and the fly. Will stood and pulled off his jeans so he was covered only with a pair of white boxer shorts tenting with his hard erection. He reached forward and pulled off my own jeans, letting my cock stand straight up within my navy blue shorts.”How cruel,” I said.Will’s apartment was only two blocks from the bar, the walk seemed torturously long. As soon as we stepped out from under the crooked brick arch of the bar’s entrance, his left hand snaked its way around my back and slithered into my back pocket. My dick began to harden has his fingers teased my ass cheeks. I could feel the pre-cum oozing out of the tip and smearing around the inside of my boxers.