"Stepping into the open space in front of the thrones, Nilson studied theboy. Apparently shocked at his own actions he dully studied the swordsavailab...e for those seeking justice. Finally he took one, sobbed a deepbreath and moved in front of Nilson.Looking across at the scared face Nilson knew that this fight wouldsupply no personal mark to join the others in his hair, yet he offeredthe full duelists salute. It cost him nothing, while offering respect forthe boy's courage. But that was all. .for some reason he feels thicker...he was pounding me much harder than before...he again pulls out and says I'll be right back Troy!....again he re-enters the room dick hard and swaying.....he shoves it deep in me....again his balls slapping me hard...funny his cock doesn't feel as thick....he yells loudly..: Troy I want you to ride me ...he guides his dick in me as I lower my ass on him with my half hard dick slapping his stomach with each bounce...suddenly I feel hands on my shoulders I. He wore his body comfortably, which of course made him all the more beautiful. His boyfriend had also noticed my attention. I wasn’t in the habit of breaking up couples, so I retracted to the other side of the room as soon as I could. So it was that admiration grew into friendship. Fate had not befriended us, when he broke up with Paul, I had met someone else. We met at parties, made small talk, and tried to conceal our feelings behind jokes and indirect glances for nearly two months.Only two. “Wrong pipe,” I gasped.“Your sister is going to need your support for a while,” said our mother. “Breaking up from a long-term relationship is hard on a girl.”“Okay,” I said.“Good.”“What should I do?” I asked. That was a legitimate question, one that could be asked on many levels.“Just be aware she’s in pain. You don’t have to say anything. Just be nice.”“I can do that.”“Do you know any nice boys you could introduce her to?”“I don’t think that’s how it works these days,” I said, trying not to.