I called Candy the first night I settled in at the motel I would be staying at to let her know where she could reach me and she apologized for the way...she had acted and I apologized for making her think I didn't trust her to handle Jimmy and over the next two months there were cards, letters and phone calls exchanged, several a week, and all with protestations of undying love an affection.One night at the beginning of the third month I got a call from one of the guys I worked with. He wanted to. The tone in the bunk house changed from just endless casual sex to apparently something much more important. ‘ In “learning even more about how to give us pleasure”, as discussed previously, I was to be “officially” deemed peek performance with one of their large hands inserted really well up inside my rectum to include massaging beyond the prostate, the center for their controls, an orgasm trick needing continued adjustments, ultimately making their pleasure more, most intense.It made my penis. A Mr. Ellsworth Fletcher." That's Fletcher? He looks much older than he should be from the digi-pix I've seen of him."Red looked at him like he was an idiot, "Oh really? Ya think it could have anything to do with the fact that he looks like he's not quite firing on all thrusters?" I suppose that could have something to do with it." What I want to know more than that is what happened after the digi-pix." Red grimaced a little trying to resist the restraining straps. "Because if we do find out. And no she isn’t here and doesn’t know I’m here..anyway, I’m not planning on seeing her tonight.”“Good news for us, then.” he stated, although I failed to see the meaning.“Us” I gave him my best quizzical face “whose ‘us’?”“My bf and myself” he waved a casual hand in the direction of Dark, who took that as an instruction to come over and join us, which he did, plonking himself down on the chair next to mine. He smelled divine and the proximity to his well-toned body made my penis shift.