I decided to give him a call, he pickedup quickly the phone, happy to hear from me. I asked him for a 4- hand massage together with his friend this af...ternoon about 4 pm. No problems hereplied we will be there. I became now curious what it gone be, and how his friend will look like. I left my room and went for lunch and to buy some drinks.After a few hours I came back to the room, and it was already cleaned up, so good. I put a big beach towel on the bed and some more things ready at the small. “I’ve never been to an auction before, never mind one for a painting like that.” “It’ll be fine. No one knows who the owner is, apart from who you’ve told. There’ll be a few cameras and stuff. Just ignore them and enjoy it.” “I know, but I know I’m the owner. Will we be able to see the painting?” “Yeah, it will be on display.” “I just hope it goes somewhere that people will see it, and enjoy it.” “I think it will, hun. I think the Italians will pay anything to buy it. So it will end up in a. You'll love it, I promise.It's way better than this dildo. Just pull it out and kiss it once. Ifyou don't like it, I won't make you do anything else," he assured me.I was so turned on but still nervous. One part of me was saying that ifI did it, I was a real faggot but another part said 'So what, you wantthat cock!' Finally, the second part won out and Bill broke out a bigsmile as I reached up to unbutton his pants with shaking hands. Slowlypulling the zipper down, I could feel how hard and big. How the hell did people have sex with each other when they shared a house. A hotel seemed better because there was a locked door between you and the outside world. That was why I only ever masturbated in the bathroom at home. Never in my own bedroom.“I’m sorry, McBride. I know what we said about the hotel… but when I saw you in those pyjamas… I can’t wait.” His hands were inside my pyjama top, on my tits, squeezing the breath out of my lungs as electric arousal overloaded my nervous system; I.
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