A city full of entrepreneurs working their hardest, the city may sleep, but it never wastes a single waking moment. Right in the middle of downtown, a...little hole in the wall bar is just starting up for the night. However, since its early in the week, business is slow, so there is only one bartender working tonight. 22 year old Jack Lopez is running the bar again. Being the youngest bartender at the Manhattan Bar, Jack was the only one that could make it at minute's notice.Jack didn’t mind. ‘This is my sea under my control. I will not have disorder in the Caribbean while under my command. I brought you in to help and at the same time help you.’ Rogers was full of determination rather than anger. Maynard could see the calmness displayed by the man and hear the threat underlying his words. Politics of the world or even governments didn’t matter to him or the Black List. ‘I understand Governor. It is I that approached you after all.’ He pulled away from the window and took a seat at. He felt Zach’s left hand on his hip as he guided his cock up to Mark’s ass.“Are you ready, man?” Zach asked.Mark responded with a nod. Zach slowly pressed his cock forward. He pushed it harder and harder until it popped inside. Mark gasped. He had previously done a bit of anal play, but nothing even close to this size. It was typically a finger, or a small diameter object no larger than a plastic broom handle. This hurt. It really hurt and it felt like he was being ripped in half, but it hurt. After removing the paper, I lifted the lid off the box and saw a pink silk lingerie-looking item with lacy ruffles inside. I quickly closed the lid and looked at Uncle Joe. “Do you like it?” Joe smiled. “I’m not sure”, I blurted, “If it’s for me.” I said. I was blushing bright red again. Part of the embarrassment was due the fact that I had just been given an obviously feminine and very intimate gift from another man, and part of it was due to the fact that I liked the idea, but didn’t want.