At one stage Jilli went to the nearest bathroom and found the door locked. ‘Who is it?’ Grierson called, sounding a little under stress. ‘Jilli....�� The door unlocked and she was told to enter quickly. She brushed past Grierson and only then saw that Gene was behind her uplifted skirt pumping away. Oh God. Jilli sat on the toilet watching Gene ass-fuck her friend. Grierson said they were warming up for the games to come and then apologized for her mom’s extraordinary behavior. She continued with. They talked about twenty minutes, then he hung up. The conversation with his mother had seemed to be pleasant, but he looked so miserable now. When his clock read 7:00, he signed onto the internet. He went immediately to their private room and waited…staring at the screen just in case she arrived early. He knew that she wouldn’t, but he hoped that she would. He looked over at the clock every few minutes. He looked down at his cock. It was so hard and there was so much precum. He couldn’t bear. He looked at me for some time, measuring me or sizing me up - I wasn't sure which. Eventually he decided – something - and said, "Brian, what is your schedule? Are you even on one?" Mr. Crane," I began."Brian. I asked you nicely to call me Jeremy. I know it might go against what your parents taught you, but let that go and humor an old man, Ok?"Now tell me your story. What is a young man like you doing tramping around the country in a yacht?" Yes, sir – Jeremy," I said, trying it out on my. Ignoring the fact that societal standards don't exactly align with a straight male taking it up the ass, I agreed to let her nail me. Besides, I got to fuck her all the time; it only seemed fair.Trying to be the world's best boyfriend wasn't my only motive. I also was in some weird competition with her exes in my mind. Mac had been able to fuck her incredibly butch ex-girlfriends with a strap-on, so why not me? Sure, they didn't take it up the ass, but I don't have a vagina so my options seemed.