There is a new social club where most of the mob’s wiseguys now hangout. It’s also on Endicott but at a different location. It’s called the New ...corn Social Club. I’ll drive by both locations,” Paddy told me.Prince Street is one way going Southeast whereas Endicott Street ran basically one way North for much of its length. It required some fancy navigation to move from the one to the other due to the narrow one way streets in the area, but Paddy managed it without much trouble.He had been. I heard the other guy ask me. ‘Do you want it inside you? Do you?’ For some reason, it was his load I really wanted, but I just moaned, ‘Yess. Fill my ass. Yes.’ The man fucking me, holding onto my legs, began to move in long steady strokes, deep, slow, fucking my ass…I felt his arms on my legs convulse and felt his body shudder as he buried himself inside me and exploded. I begged for it. Begged him to fill my ass with his hot cum. I begged him to flood it so it would run out and down my ass.. Schaffer patted his belly, then gave a thumbs up.“Good.”The alien imitated the gesture, curling his furry fingers and extending his thumb, then grunted in a way that almost approximated the word good. Snowball seemed to want to communicate. He was attentive to Schaffer’s gestures and speech, doing his best to imitate him like some kind of giant, fluffy parrot. Schaffer patted himself on the chest as Snowball watched him.“Schaffer,” he said.The alien copied the gesture, slamming his massive fist. I sometimes watch for a couple of hours, edging before I cum." Me too. The time just seems to slip away. ... May I touch you? I want to know what another man feels like."There was a very long pause. Then Sam said in a soft whisper, "Yes, go ahead; touch me."I moved over and sat next to Sam. Now I was nervous and shaking with excitement as I reached for his cock. Now we were really crossing over from fantasy to reality. I think we both shook a little as my fingers wrapped around Sam's.