There's nothing I can do. Keep me up to date, won't you, Steven dear?" I will, I promise."He traipsed back to The Infirmary. It was only quarter past ...ne. He resumed his seat and picked up a dog-eared magazine. He did not even open it: just stared blankly at it. The receptionist kindly and unasked brought him a cup of tea. He smiled gratefully at her.It was not until two that the surgeon appeared. Steven had been expecting to see him in theatre clothes but he was immaculate in a suit. He held. "Jean looked at his watch. "Why don't you lock up and we can go down the block to the Olympus for a drink?"I shook my head. "That's a gay bar. I'm not ready for that. But I do have a bottle in back." I couldn't tell if Jean took offense at that remark; I didn't care. I would doubt it though. He wanted me naked, that was for sure, and if I had sensibilities about being seen in a gay bar, he would be quite happy to be alone with me and no doubt my mouth and ass in my back room.I hung the 'Closed'. ..at first." Ray spat into his hand and stroked the fat head of his cock. He couldn't wait to get inside of Sam but knew he had to take his time."Get that ass up." Ray commanded. Sam spread his knees out on ground and bent over further. Face down, ass up. Soon Sam began to feel the slight pressure of Ray teasing his hole with the head of that amazing cock. Sam thought about how good he knew it would feel once he was all stretched and adjusted to Ray's size. He couldn't wait. He felt himself. He then raced back to bring his defensive squad up to speed and plan for the next play. However, Joe read the play wrong and closed his eyes in bitter disappointment as the Friendship receiver caught the ball right in the end zone."Sorry, Joe, I..." My fault," interrupted Joe at the huddle. "Sammy, I'm going to try to make a hole. I want you to run right up my back to block the kick." You got it," said Sammy.As the Friendship center hiked the ball, Joe followed in on one of his lineman and then.