.. As Mr. Bell says, "Best Laid Plans..." Mr. Keats, I'm Brian Nelson." We shook hands and he introduced a woman and two young guys, who assisted him....Mr. Bell had ordered coffee, orange juice and a variety of fruit and pastries for our guests.Mr. Bell said to meet them on the first floor - in the big conference room - which was odd. I understood his plan as soon as everyone finished their continental breakfast. "Gentleman and Larissa," Mr. Bell said. "Now that you've had a chance to slake your. I could see the bulge that his pants were still concealing. I wanted to release it for him so bad. He walked up close and put his groin in my face. I untied his scrubs and pulled them down along with his underwear in one motion exposing his rock hard dick that I guessed was about my size maybe a tiny bit smaller. He rest his hand on the back of my head which was my signal to take him in. I wasted no time and quickly engulfed his cock all the way to the base. I gagged myself but did not. ”“Why not?”“Well, why do you think? When I was with Julie, some dude had been trying to take her from me. And he finally did. I don’t like him very much. And now ... now I’m that guy.”“Hmm.”“It’s easy to be all excited about the situation when you’re in my position. But having been on the other side, I know how much it sucks.”Lara was quiet, thinking. “But there’s a difference.”“How?”“I don’t know, exactly, but you two are meant to be together. I’ve only ever talked to her at breakfast. Small stir of legs sensual brushes ignite finger twirls. For this was the last time he had laid this still and recalled its presence. ~~~~~~~~~~ Opened eyes slowly to a blistering brightness. His ears ringing and head pounding in irregular tone. The feel of warmth of wetness ran down his neck. He knew it was blood. But his boiling blood of love and vengeance was even hotter. His slow rise clanked from weighted metals clash. His unbalanced stand was taxing with pain. His hands instinctive cupped.