“You look amazing. It’s great catching up. We had fun when we were younger didn’t we?” He said winking at me. “Yes we did” I said, staring...at him. He leant forward his mouth to my ear “I bet we can still have fun” and he grabbed my hand and pulled me into a cloakroom. Brandon pushed me up against the wall and pulled the door shut behind us. It was dark, apart from a small crack in the door that streamed the light through. I heard him turn the key to lock the door. “Brandon, no. We shouldn’t be. ..please...take it out...OH...OH...UHUH...MMMMMM...I can't take this...please ssssstttttooooppppp. Brad just moaned and slid his monstrous penis back and forth filling my rectum and anal canal with his ginormous sex tool. Brad new what he was doing as he worked my butt. Brad started to whisper in my ear and kiss and suck my ear lobe, occasionally inserting his tongue into my ear. 'Damn, David, them boys were sure right, your ass is the tightest I've ever had.' He would kiss my lips and lick. I figured they were going to attempt a brush-off -- a stupid tactic, given what we were offering -- but Dean Atkinson wandered out of his office momentarily and shook our hands, waving us into his office. I whipped out my scanner and swept the office under cover of checking my email, then cued the AI to trigger the damping field from the drone tracking us from above as we settled into chairs. This wasn't the standard grey interdiction field that everyone knows about; this one merely damped. . lets order drinks and lets get Oly a cocktail too so we did as we chatted i could tell she liked him and she was sitting closely to himThe cocktails arrived and Oly said something in Jamaican slang which meant lets get drunk my wife started quizzing him if he had a girlfriend and he said no not right now and not got a boyfriend either , my wife asked oh sorry are you gay he replied no am bi i like both. She asked him if he liked the look of me i was at that point turning red! he said yeah.