He wore some pants of a sort and he had high boots on, up to a little below his knees. They looked nothing like the elevated sandals which the gruff m...n wore. His hands were bare and what could be seen of his arms showed that they were a little thin. His hair was tied in a sort of ponytail, and not a topknot. At the moment, the boy was straightening up from bowing, his hands on his thighs as he looked back, taking in the strange barbarian lord before him. He felt a slight sense of wanting this. Placing a hand on my back, I felt him lean against me. Then I felt my hole being touched. As he guided his dick he said, take a deep breath. I pressed my face against the mattress to cover my scream. That's it baby, he said. The hard part is over. He stayed motionless for a minute, then inched his way deeper in me. My insides felt like they were being filled, but the pain was replaced with pleasure. Pressing his groin against my butt Tom asked how I was doing. My heart was pounding and I. I wanted to protect my privacy at all costs. I wrote a hot letter, asking George if he would be interested in fucking my ass. I told him I would tap on his door three times, at precisely 11:00PM next Saturday. I put the letter and the pictures in an envelope, and slid it under his door, as I went up the hall to take a shower.I was so horny with anticipation in the days leading up to Saturday, that I practiced even harder getting my ass ready for action. It seemed like I was masturbating. I began to hate him.Then Jack Markham retired. Jack had been head of Sales for as long as I'dworked for the company. He was a very good salesman in his own right, butas an administrator, he had to keep a smaller customer list. He was nocompetition. I'd heard rumors of his leaving about a year before his actualretirement, and I decided that I wanted his job.We'd been casual friends for years, but I decided to play up to the man. Imanaged to accidentally run into him at a school play his.