"No, no, that can't be. They're still in the... ," but by then he'd already handed Alex his keycard, so Alex decided to just go with it. "I actually n...eed all four keys," he told the desk clerk."Oh, of course," the man said, showing all the grace and consideration Alex was so badly lacking. "And give me a second. I believe your suitemate is waiting in the bar. Give me a second and I'll give her a call for you," he said as he picked up a telephone."No, wait, you must be... ," Alex tried to. And I accepted it that way, as a compliment. While still afraid, I began to welcome what was to come. Gentle fingers entered me from behind, first one, then a second. Each was accompanied by globs of cream, inside my colon, coating what was possible at my sphincter muscle, and outside me on the slopes of my ass cheeks along the path that his cock would take. Each motion of his fingers was a twist and expansion to stretch the protective muscle. His lips never left my back.I began to relax as I. " I'll have to see this," I said. "Those boys do work y'know, hauling powder and such, keeping the step." And panting around June," Gilly said with a laugh. "Try over yonder. We're getting ready to make camp." She pointed toward a ridge. It was perhaps an hour before sunset.June was easy to find. She was sitting on a stump watching three young soldiers put up a small tent. She was wearing black boots and long, white breeches that buttoned down the sides and disappeared into them. She had on a. "I won't be able to get up right now. I'm getting a hard on." So am I," he said and damned if he wasn't. "Here, wrap the towel aroundyou and let's go up to my place."Our protruding pricks accidentally touched as we stepped into the tinyelevator. Then they touched, not so accidentally, as we slowly ascendedto Brad's penthouse. Brad slung his towel over his shoulder as we walkedto his apartment and I was amazed to see that he probably could havethrown his penis over his shoulder, too. He was.