By the end of their shopping trip, everything had changed. This thing with Christopher had started as an experiment. He wasn't gay. At least he didn't think of himself as gay. He didn't check out other men or regularly watch gay porn. He liked pussy. He liked how it tasted, how it smelled and how it felt when he fucked it. But this boy had shown him new things and made him feel things he'd never felt before.
Everything changed. He hadn't seen it coming, or at least he hadn't admitted it to himself. Getting ass fucked in the changing room of a store while his daughter watched had been the breaking point. That was the moment he realized that he would do anything Christopher asked and that his life would never be the same again.
By the time they returned to their beach house, he was wearing a banana hammock thong under a pair of tight, white shorts. His hair had been styled, highlighted and spiked, and he had a diamond stud earing in his right ear.
Roy and Christopher held hands the entire day, which drew curious stares from the people they passed. Most probably thought the middle aged pervert was taking advantage of the hunky youth. They had no idea the younger one was actually in charge.
When they encountered someone who stared an excessive length of time. Christopher would pull him close and french kiss him. Roy had always gated PDA, but he couldnt tell the boy no. He would have sucked his cock on the street in front of everybody if he'd asked.
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