He continued to stare in the man's eyes, but his thoughts were of cold showers.Brian used what will power he had left, and tried to make his cock retu...n to a soft state.Like most males, Brian McKee had no control over his erections. A man's body reacts to stimulation, and a very large Latino dick was stimulating Brian's prostate at his very moment.=========================Part 17 - Erecting Causes=========================As Bruno fucked the boy slowly and gently, he felt Brian's growing. The prancing pony was enough to identify it to him. He wasn’t stupid enough to select his next partner, he thought of them as partners because they were his partners, willing or not, in the dance he’d planned for them, in a pub he frequented. His pub was the one next to the brickyard.He’d spotted the blonde one day as she returned to the pub from some errand. There was something in her walk that called to him. A twitch and roll of her hips, perhaps. Her dress was modest, at least by pub. ’ came around the counter with her, joined by eyes seen only hungry wolves and mad generals. She was wearing a t shirt featuring some band I didn’t know and fairly short shorts with sandals. I don’t think I’d ever seen her outside the drab Roger’s uniform, blue polo and khaki pants. Her hips were exaggeratingly wishful, her hands perching there causing her chest to push out until she finally was close enough to rest her hand on my crotch. ‘You’re always such a nice guy, Mike’ panted into my. Sir John Nash had his wife Mary on her knees.He was busy pumping into her for all he was worth. Mary was busily pretending it was someone else. She heard John sigh and felt him stiffen behind her.‘Thank god, that’s over,’ she thought. She would be glad when they got back to Earth, and he went back to his personal assistant. They hadn’t been allowed to bring her on the trip to her annoyance. So, her husband had been making her fill in the gap. Fortunately, he only demanded her to bend over about.