I squeezed him firmly. “No! Sam, don’t…!” The first rope of semen hit me full in the face a second later, sticking to my right cheek like sogg...y pasta. I gasped, only for the second and third ropes to land half-in and half-out of my mouth. “Jesus!” I gasped, feeling the sticky fluid on my tongue, cheek and teeth as a further, smaller rope spurted from his smooth end and stuck in my hair. “No! Please no! Not again!” Robbie was almost in tears as he pulled away from me, his cock still jerking and. "I'm sorry, but I lost my wallet," replied the guy."Sure buddy, I hear that every day. No ID, no entry," said the agent."But I can prove I'm an American!" he exclaimed. "I have a picture of Ronald Reagan tattooed on one side of my butt and George Bush on the other." This I gotta see," replied the agent. With that, the guy dropped his pants and showed the agent his behind."By golly, you're right!" exclaimed the agent. "Have a safe trip back to Chicago."Thanks!" he said. "But how did you know I. ”“Good. So now tell me the details. The reinforcements I will get and the rest.”“You get no reinforcements. You go in solo.”“But, god damn it, I can be killed.”“It is risky I know. But the surveillance in place will pick up a team. Alone you have a better chance. But don’t worry. We will have rapid action teams on standby. Any signs of trouble, and they will move in with heavy firepower.”“When do I leave?” He knew arguing for support was useless. Besides he would not have to worry about the. I remember the flabbergasted look on his face.....like what do you mean you liked it??And that was how our adventures began. Ricky was soon asking me to hang out. I knew why he wanted to hang out....he wanted to explore, and so did I. We snuck around often,...meeting at secluded places (under the bridge by our house, in an abandoned building in our neighbourhood, or in Ricky’s tree fort). Really anywhere we could get some alone time. I was still a virgin, and so was he. Ricky was just as horny,.