“Very nice,” I complimented him as I finally engaged my sense of touch, licking the back of his neck with a slow hungry swipe of my tongue, “do ...ou do a martial art or something?”He smirked, “Yeah, it’s called basketball.” I might have flushed a little at my presumptuousness; I turned to take in the larger, though less articulated physique of the blonde with the ponytail. “Mmm,” was all I could say, licking up the incredible cleft that ran all the way from his abs up between his pecs, a perfect. What about Rick?” A number of sarcastic statements raced through my head, but I finally said, “I don’t think Rick likes boys.” “Ugh! You’re no help. I can’t. I won’t.” “You could, you would and you should. Now go get yourself a cup of coffee–real coffee–and think about how we’re going to do this.” ------------------------------------------ At first, I was satisfied that I had pointed Linda in the right direction, but it occurred to me that Brian might be reluctant as well. Sure, I’d seen him. "I got a heat blur!" he said. "Moving fast. Now two, now three! It's them! The rear elements of the strike. They're in the mountains north of the valley. Locking position now." Hurry it up!" Brian said, leveling off and preparing to dive. "If we can see them they can see us. Out of sixty-three of them one of them must be looking!"Matt quickly marked the position on the map, got their speed and course, and then told the computer to coordinate it and give him a longitude and latitude. This only. In fact maybe we can go somewhere and do that right now?" "Ok but what about your Girlfriend?" Trevor asked. "She can wait, this can't." Steve followed Trevor to the Temporary lab and they entered. Trevor locked the door then sat down on a work stool. "Now what?" Steve asked.Trey cautiously opened his fly and unzipped his jeans letting them fall to his ankles. He stood there anticipating Steve's next move. Trevor was shocked as Steve dropped to his knees and pulled the Boxers down. He seemed.