The music can be heard from outside the VIP room, door closed behind him, round booth behind Sonny. A light nodding as he pretends to listen to Sonny’s rumble word words while hands work to undo the front of those trousers. As the other’s legs touch the table’s rim he turned him around and pin him down to it, to lay over with his chest. Gary’s hands pulled down trousers and underwear revealing a great sight of a butt and a butthole to go with it. Hands on his pockets he pulls out a tube of lubricant and squeezing its content on two of his fingers, he brushed them against the pucker to start working him up for his already excited cock. “Go on, continue using your beautiful boy’s voice to tell more things about the music.” Or whatever was he talking about, he thought as his finger pressed into him in a gentle, soft, touch.