" Gets you hard too, eh?" someone joked, and Taylor laughed."Goddamn right it does," he said. "In fact, if ya'll will excuse us for a short while, I b...elieve I'll sodomize this nigger on the balcony. Some fresh air might do him some good." Fresh air is overrated." Connelly laughed. "Get on the floor, boy."The old man was speaking to his own slave, who couldn't have been more than fourteen and so I thought the boy must have been slaveborn. He was an angelic half-breed, with light brown skin and. " he said imploringly.George thought about it, but not for long. He looked at the clock on the wall. There was only an hour left, and he decided he could use the company. His boss had gone home anyway. And since he felt like quitting, he found himself having a hard time caring what rules he broke. "Yeah sure, it's cool, as long you guys don't make too much of a ruckus." It'll be like we were never here, I promise," he said with a twinkle in his eye.Suddenly, George could hear rapid. That was a site visit and the boss had asked Ted to do it. He would have a welcome change of scenery.He arrived and was shown around the offices where all the computers were, so everyone then knew who he was and he could come and go as he pleased. Apart from those people in one room where there was a meeting going on, that is. He would have to wait until it ended before he could get in, so he quietly hoped the fault was elsewhere. Ted was enjoying the change, but the prospect of hanging around. I had lowered my shorts to my knees because it was tight so that I was nude. I was playing around my cockhead looking at a photo. I must have been sleepy, so I slept without pulling on my shorts. Also in my sleep, I must have continued the fantasy and rubbed my cock well. I don’t really know.I was awakened by the voice of my mother calling from outside my room. I looked at the clock and it was 4:30. I wondered why mother was late and also why she was calling from outside, rather than coming in.