"He whirled and pressed his bride to the corridor wall. She squeaked, in the moment before his lips pressed hers. She couldn't remember ever squeaking...before marrying her dearest enemy.Then he broke away and pressed on."I cannot wait. If they won't leave us alone, I swear we'll give 'em a show on the bri ... ah. Here we go."He pressed his badge against a somewhat grubby door. It opened, and he pulled her into the dim space, lined with mesh bags hanging from the walls. There was a constant. Steve pulled the lad to his feet again and hugged him tight against his own muscular torso; and there the two of them stayed – two muscular young men, cocks fully alert and ready for action, wrapped in each other’s arms – for a full minute. For Kyle, this contact with another man’s naked body was a totally new experience; for the first time he felt truly wanted and a feeling of great contentment flooded through his body.Steve then said: “Kyle, you know the expression: All work and no play makes. Even if only a hint. Maybe just our names..." I rolled my eyes at that, then gave a faint nod when I saw that he wasn't about to just give up like I had hoped. "Alright," I sighed in defeat, "But just our old names." My handsome new husband nodded at that, then tore off several sheets of paper from the note pad by the phone, handing me one of them. However, he paused just before writing anything, giving me a hesitant look that told me that he was having second thoughts about this but was. But she ... I can’t explain it ... she got to me somehow, I guess.”“Don’t you go trying to blame this on my baby girl!” snarled Dave.“Oh shut up!” barked his wife. “You know very well that Brenda won’t take ‘No’ for an answer. When her mind is made up she does what she wants. And if she wanted...” She stopped, and looked at Bob. “I knew something happened on that ride,” she said. “I could see it, but I didn’t know what it meant. I thought it was that glow they say some patients get just before.