I saw who I recognized as Carlos and Miguel standing with their backs to me, and I made out a little of what they were saying in Spanish. My translati...on is likely not perfect, but I’ll try my best to convey what they were saying. I thought that I first heard Carlos say, “Chupe los penes Mexicanos cafés (suck our brown Mexican penises).”It was hard to believe what I was hearing, and I stepped inside the tent to get a better look. I finally moved far enough to side to see my friend Ted on his. "Shit," I answered."I shit you not, sir," he countered. "Put this on."He handed me a black ball cap with 'Bad Guy' in white letters written on it. He put one on himself that said 'D-Man' and I followed suit; You have to pick your battles with Daniel and some things aren't worth arguing about. I figured maybe he'd tell me what was going on eventually if I went along with him. I really doubted he had hypnotized Angie.My doubts were trumped when Angie emerged from the back room."Tremble,. ’ Her eyes watered over and a tear spilled over her cheek. He didn’t know what to say. It was an impossible situation. ‘You could still have a career in America,’ he offered lamely. She shook her head. ‘Not representing my country. That is what I want to do. That is the only dream left for me to have.’ God, he was so tired. Why was he doing this? ‘So… if you’ve decided you have to go back to Australia, and you know I can’t move there, then why are you leading me on like this?’ Her eyebrows. .I felt my cock throb as I tasted Matt’s precum. It was a familiar taste for me at this point, but it never ceased to make my heart beat race, and my cock twitch. We were sitting in his car as I drooled greedily all over his dick. It had been over a week since we last hooked up and I had realized that I was somewhat addicted to my gay fuck buddy. But ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ as the saying goes, and I was shameless. We were waiting for his friend Paul, at his cabin. I had spent.