Linda positioned her face above my cock, awaiting the first blast of cum, I didn’t disappoint as the first spurt blasted her between the eyes, Linda...flinched, which meant the second spurt shot straight into the air, it must have been three foot in the air before it dropped with a splash on the back of Linda’s neck, it would have landed on her beehive if she hadn’t already recovered and engulfed my cock with her mouth to take the third, then fourth, fifth and sixth spurts of my hot cum. I’d. They’d just made my life infinitely easier.December 1, 1986, Chicago, Illinois“Steve?” Kaitlin said, touching my arm to get my attention since I was deep in my ‘zone’.“What’s up?”“There’s a man here to see you. He didn’t have a business card, but said his name is Alfonso.”“I have no clue who that is. Did he say what he wanted?”“No. He just asked for you by name.”I got up from my desk and walked out to the reception area with Kaitlin. I saw a dark-haired guy who looked to be in his mid-30’s. I mean numbers for letters? That is old cryptology. But you are right. We all have something to do down there. Even if it is just for enjoyment."All four of the fighters took off from behind the moon. While still out of sensor range of Earth they cloaked and eradicated their emissions. They were completely undetectable, even to each other. It didn't matter much though, they were all going to land in one location. Atlanta's backyard. She had the most personal matter so they figured they would. I decided to check it out. The drive took only a couple minutes and my dick was rock hard just thinking about going to a gay bar. If you read my story "My Gay Friend" then know that this takes place when I was 21 not 17. I didn't know anyone else who is gay and my old friend was in jail for who knows what. So I pull into the bar at about 10:00 pm. The parking lot was one way in one way out with slanted parking spots. I picked one where I could see the entrance to the door in my rear view.