As in Jacque La Reynard, the sly fox from Quebec; or perhaps Jack Lupus a shaggy mongrel from the West Coast who had never been collared by the police... Was he hiding out here in 'Our Fair City', having gone-to-ground deep in a den of thieves and murderers? Certainlt he was involved with the intrigue at the municipal bow-wow boarding house! "No matter, when I get my paws upon him he'll finally be caged, along with the rest of his vicious pack!" the private eye growled to himself, looking up at. We started with our usual we kissed and held each other while our cocks began getting hard against each other.. and before we began i looked at Connor and said "i love you so much don't go" Connor replied "i wish i could stay with you forever..." we kept kissing and i almost cried. Connor dried my tears and began stroking my cock .. all i could do was take my mind off of what was going to happen by making this night the best it could be.. i layed down and pulled Connors cock into my mouth so we. Her head tilted a bit, a small smile crossing her face. ‘Well yeah, if you’re new, like me.’ Of course she didn’t get my meaning. How could one unless it was explained? I sighed, leading her down an alley way. It was a short cut, of course. It was the third Tuesday of the month, and that meant the motel was on Dusk street. As we made it to the end of the alley, the light from the motel sign shined brightly in the dead of night, almost beckoning them to it. ‘You’re in luck. Looks like they still. Ben and I had been flirting like mad in every bar but he could tell that Gareth wasn’t happy as I kept shrugging him off. Eventually we reached the nightclub and went and got a drink and a few shots. Two of my other colleagues/friends, Liam and James were there and were very drunk. They dragged me up to dance, which didn’t take much persuasion and both started to grind against me on the dance floor. I knew they were only kidding as they were both gay but I turned to look at Ben and he was.