"Allison dropped her eyes. He was right, of course. "I'm sorry."He lifted her face by the chin and looked lovingly into her eyes, the tender smile on ...his lips taking the sting out of his admonishment. "That's OK, sweetie. Don't be too hard on yourself, either. Things are pretty crazy at the moment." He kissed her lips more firmly, sending tingles through her body. "Now, sit on the bed and let me pack your things."Allison smiled and, putting her hands against his chest, pushed him gently away.. But comfortably. Even enjoyably. Summers were most booked. The little conventions held there could include family, kids not in school. And bands could get tracks laid down for a Christmas release. Otherwise late fall and winter were advertised as times for pure sun. October tended to be the least booked time. Luckily.Linton picked up Joe and company in his beautiful, perfectly maintained vintage Rolls Royce limo. The provider of all things illicit had cut back somewhat on his trading. Mostly. Hearing a hiss I looked up. Leo was watching me intently, his blue eyes narrowed, nearly black in color. Quickly I discarded his pants, shoes and socks. He stood before me in black silk boxers, his tan body in prime shape, well toned muscles were everywhere, his shoulders, abdomen, legs, back, every thing was purely fuckable. I licked my lips waiting for my next command. Leo brushed his hand through my hair, his lips were set in a hard line. “Remove my boxers and take my cock into your mouth.”. Ronnie groaned and leant further back, letting his friend play with him, the eager fingers probing and stroking, occasionally tracing the contours of the rigid shaft outlined by the tight fabric. At these times he applied pressure to it and rubbed it. As if by some unspoken agreement, Paul got onto the bed beside his friend, laid on his side and pulled the younger boy into his arms, immediately returning a hand to the boy’s exposed cock. Reacting to the powerful sensations surging through.