Something was happening that he just couldn't stop, and a bead of fluid had just appeared at the end of his penis. His friend kept on tugging as he bu...t his first nut. He fired fully two metres up in the air, coating the sofa, his friend and his chest in several large splashes of semen. It was fully thirty seconds before he finished oozing out over his balls.That felt goooood.James looked astonished."Mate... You can tell you've been saving that up for years. Fucking hell! I've never seen. “Guilty!”“God, it’s wonderful! Will you sell it to me?”“No, not that one.”“You have more?”“A few still in boxes. Are you an art collector?”“No, I just love this painting! If you have something just as good, I would love to see it. But my heart is set on seeing that one over my mantle.”“Your apartment has a fireplace?”“Not here, my house, outside Santa Rosa, I keep the apartment for work. Your picture would be perfect there.”We both paused and looked at my painting. It was of a barefoot woman. ”“Apologies. When does it reset?”She transformed back into a cat. “Every sunrise, and it’s best if I remain in my cat form when it happens. I had high hopes for Urandil’s potion, but that bottled venom might be useful in the meantime. You said you had met other Harajin with a message from Urandil. Do they know the bottle left your possession?”“Yes.”“How will you explain getting it back?”“Our leader had us scatter to find it and we’ll join up and continue as a group later. I’ll just plant it on. I want you to know up front, so we aren't hiding anything. WE all here, are hustlers. That's why you see some of us hanging out on the street between here and the laundry mat. Just to be clear, that means yes, we sell our asses to dirty old men. Joey will be in a safe environment—nobody here is gonna mess with him, we ain't none of us really gay—we just make lots of money fulfilling old dudes fantasies. ”. And we are typically pretty rough dudes—we horse around a lot, and make fun of each.