” I opened my eyes to the sight of a flight attendant, who was instructing me to put my seatbelt on and prepare for landing. What time wa... it? Had we made it to California safely? It was now a little brighter outside, as California was three hours behind in time. I fastened my seatbelt just in time, as the plane was now landing. My body ached. I felt like I had been sleeping for hours. I quickly surveyed the plane to see what everyone else was up to. Something. "I was far from expert at Craxill non-verbal communications, but I judged our future mates to be similar in age to Priya and I, and I suspected they were as nervous as we were. So I decided to try to put everyone a bit more at ease. "I suspect that all of us are equally anxious about what we are about to do," I said, "but to use an ancient cliché, 'There's nobody here but us chickens," and no-one will judge us too harshly if we are awkward about this."Let us follow your rituals as best we can,. Then an officer got out of the car Eddie couldn’t quite make out who the officer was because Eddie had his front lights on quite bright. ‘Get out of the car sir’ said the officer. For a moment Eddie thought he recognized the voice. So Eddie did as he was told and unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. The officer walked towards Eddie and Eddie’s eyes widened in fear and his heart started to beat heavily. The Officer was his old rival Ryan. Eddie had remembered after high school Ryan had. This was not for Peter The Great to decide, it was for me; my trusty cock would be taken care of somehow. Shit, I whack off pretty often to keep him happy. Did my psyche need to feel and taste this handsome stud's ejaculate in my mouth? Did I really want to experience something that I had always thought of as weird, sick, even disgusting? Like I said, I had no problems with gay people — shit, I love to watch a movie with two lezzies going down on each other — but that didn't mean that I wanted.