Wearing a too-tight cassock, the man was built amply, and McAllister knew he seldom sweated in physical labor. Tersely, McAllister nodded."Come on, th...n, into the rectory, there'll be time for devotions later." McAllister frowned at this, but held his tongue.The other man led the way, an effervescent trail of words floating behind him as bubbles might follow the wake of a boat. Caught in the wash of the man's chatter, McAllister simply followed."I'm Ephistanes, most people call me 'Stan' for. You'll masculinely kick the door shut but not lock it.First you'll carry me to the couch where you'll lie me on my back and then lower your weight fully on top of me.There we'll kiss and you'll suck my neck until I'm black and blue with hickies from ear to ear. When you're ready to take things to the next level you'll say "Lezlie! I want you to be my girlfriend. I'm going to send you a friend request on Facebook and I want you to accept it. Then ... that way ... in the morning when I have you. ”Kirby came back out to the spa a few minutes later and stood on the deck next to the hot tub. His huge member was semi-hard now, and pressing out against the fabric of this boxer shorts along his left leg.He said, “Sorry about this, you guys. I don’t usually wear anything when I’m in a hot tub. These boxers just don’t really serve any purpose once they get wet.”Terry noticed that I was, once again, locked onto the huge prick that was pressed up against the straining material of Kirby’s boxers,. Perfect. Eleven boys just kept reminding me that we were one dick short of a foot.I didn't blame the boys. It wasn't their fault that I wasn't satisfied with eleven hot, tight, horny assholes to keep me cum-fed. Still, it nagged me.One week before the GayVN's, I happened to be near the front door when the gate buzzer sounded.I hit the intercom. "Yeah?" I'm here to see Juan Alverez." Follow the drive." He hadn't told me we were expecting anyone. Then again, the number of times I wasn't paying.