Gay Male / 46
Better Than A Sopapilla For Desert
I stopped at this Mexican restaurant for a late lunch. The waiter was a thirty something obviously gay man. He was nice, attentive, we talked, I reached for his hand to admire his ring, holding on for an extra minute. We exchanged names, he helped wiping the dirt off my jeans, nice bottom pats. I met him in the restroom, a one person bathroom, locked the door and sucked on his delicious Mexican cock. I'm a sucker for Mexicans, and I kissed his sweet lips before sneaking out of the bathroom and out into the parking lot with the sweet taste of his cum in my mouth.
