I got settled into my suite, stripped off all my clothes and put on some lounging pants. I was ready for a cold drink, so grabbed some cash & the room...key, and headed for the vending machines on my floor.As those who follow my adventures know, I have been dabbling in a bit of exposing my cock & balls when walking down the hallways of select hotels. Sometimes it pays off - sometimes not. Tonight was a payday, of sorts. The hotel in which I'm staying (my home away from home) often receives tour. .. You breathe out happily and continue your wet, slow kisses... I keep moaning quietly as you continue your trail towards the back of my neck... You swirl your tongue in circles on my skin, and I get goose bumps all over... You chuckle quietly, taking pleasure in knowing you do this me... I moan with a begging tone, and you know to kiss your way back to me... As I move my head to receive that delicious, slow, good morning kiss you give me, you move your hand lower on my body and wiggle it. He was all smiles as he came back to the huddle, you could see relief on his face.“Good one Nate.” I said, slamming my fist into his upper pads.“Thanks man.” he replied.“Ok here we go, Power Left, Scat Right, Dive Left, Option Pitch Right.” he called.This was a play we rarely used, but if it was run right and the defense bit early, it worked. We would line up one receiver to the right, I would line up tight next to the left tackle. Josh would be under center, with both running backs in an I. We passed to the east of Bordeaux, still heading south.I had no plan yet. I wanted distance from Paris. Being on the road may have been riskier than hiding namelessly in a city, but I found comfort in the constant movement, running - action being better than inaction when threatened.Clouds gathered in the distance and rolled towards us. As a spring rain shower hit, I finally spoke.“Did your father tell you he was in danger when he visited?”Callie shook her head.“Did he tell you anything? Give.