"Frankly, I think they suck. Are you okay?" I just wanted to vomit -- real bad..." I'm sorry..." He stood awkwardly, clearly wanting to comfort me, bu...t restraining himself. I WANTED comfort, though; without even thinking about it, I stepped into his embrace. The guy was nearly a head taller than me and he had big hands -- but the one that rubbed my back was gentle. I tucked my head against his barrel chest and explored his back with my hands; he was solid under his uniform. Nothing much got. Don’t kill me, please) and he kissed me again on my lips. Irresistively we took out our shirts and trousers. We were in our underwear only. He was lying on my chest hovering his hands there. I was coarsing his hair, both of us quiet, silent. We were just feeling the situation. We were dedicating each other. Then he lifted up his head and started rubbing his face on my shoulder and he was panting like hell. He makes me lie down on the sofa and pulled out my underwear. I did the same to him. Oh. Larry watches in joy as he stares directly into the spoiled white teen boy's beautiful blue eyes. Mark makes more choking sounds and his pretty blues eyes all watery from crying disappears into the back of his head swallowed by the empty whiteness of unconsciousness. The pussy bitch boy passes out from yet another horrific experience.Time passes and soon twinky boy Mark wakes to find Larry busy pounding his brown nine inch man cock in and out his cute bubble butt. The teen is groggy and. "That which was meant for your harm, I will turn into good".I looked at my wife and nodded a good bye. "I'll be in touch" was all I said. Then I left the room. Gloria followed after me."Mr. Wilkerson, will you need me to accompany you, sir?" Gloria asked."No, just get me the information I asked for, Gloria. I do not want the car after today. I'll use my own car or catch a bus. I'll see you on Monday or Tuesday afternoon back here at these offices. Where is your personal office so I can find.