Then I slip my hand up through the leg of his boxers and grab the thickest cock I have ever held. It is huge, I can’t even get my hand around it, an... it looks more like a dildo. I stroke it for a while seeing the pleasure it was giving him. I then struggle with his briefs, trying to release his over grown manhood from its restraints. He gives me a hand and when they drop I stand back and admire the perfect being standing before me, very tall, muscular pitched body with an almost 9” long and. Here's a bed; there's a fire. The baron will send more comforts down, I'm sure."They disappeared up the ladder. The floor was at least two manheights above him, and the trap about four fingerbreadths thick. If he got up there, and they'd remove the ladder soon, he'd confront at least two guards, armed, armored, and probably experienced in war for longer than the fourteen years he'd been alive. And they'd stripped him of weapons and armor. After that, he'd be in the great hall of a castle. It. I followed her to the end of the bar with her friends, but as we approached it looked like they were mostly packing up, putting on coats, grabbing purses, paying tabs.“You guys leaving?” she asked.“Yeah, we’ve done enough damage for one happy hour.”“Well, dang, and I was going to introduce Mike. He’s an old coworker from Beacon Mechanical. I’ve told you the stories,” she said with a wry smile and tapped my shoulder with her flattened hand.What was that, I wondered. Trying to find the clues.“Oh,. It was late the next evening when the phone rang. “Hello”, I answered. “I need to know who Greg is”, Jack’s voice made me tremble. Without hesitation I told him everything, the girl, the heartbreak and the rebound. There was silence on the other end of the line and I was sure that I had scared him away. “You know, I don’t wanna be your rebound guy. I like you, like really really like you, but you need to be sure you’re over Greg before we can have anything. There’s so much I want to share.