Ron quickly wiped it up and threw it into a cardboard box in the corner of the booth. The porn on the screen had ended and Ron put in a few tokens. As it resumed, he leaned towards my awaiting cock. With my back in the corner of the booth, I spread my legs so he could have all the access he wanted. Like a pro, he sucked me off. His tongue swirled around almost like it was lapping at me while he devoured my cock. My hands went to the back of his head and pulled him in deeper. I started to thrust my hips and fucked his mouth. Since my legs were wide open, I guess he once again found easy access to my ass. He started to circle my anus and a moan slipped through my lips.
And with that, Ron started to slowly enter me with his finger. Not know what to do, I clenched up and he felt this. He was almost to the first knuckle when he stopped. Instead of moving forward, he started to move the finger around ever so slowly. I lost control and told him I was going to cum. Ron then sucked feverously and I took this as a green light to fill his mouth. And boy did I. Once the first shot hit the back of his throat, he removed his finger from my hole and with both hands grabbed my ass as he sucked me as if I was a milk shake. My hands clawed at his back as waves of ecstasy wafted over me. Swallow after swallow, I could hear him gulp. Finally I was limp and his raised himself up. He wiped his mouth with the last napkin from his pockets. He tried to lean in and kiss me but I stopped him.
I told him I really enjoyed this and maybe we should do it again. He happily agreed. As we walked out, the clerk gave a knowing look of suspicion but I ignored him. In the parking lot, I settled for a hug and told him I’d contact him soon. With that I got in my car and washed down the taste of cum still in my mouth with a flat diet coke. As I drove home, I knew I was now at least bisexual. And wondered what me and Ron could do next.