I guess you could say I was fond of him.Within a couple of weeks I had fucked him. I’d never fucked a guy before, and I found I liked it a lot, and ...o did he. And before long I found out something else. I loved rimming his ass. Don’t ask me why, but there was something extra sensual about licking and shoving my tongue in his asshole. Just thinking about that makes me hard.But college is college and life is another matter. When we graduated we said good-bye. He had plans for further studies. The longer a group of men work together, the faster they’ll become,” I explained.“Ovis and Candra,” Janus said. Marius agreed with his choices.“How many men should be in each group?” I asked.“Three for filling the crates, two for building each crate, and three to operate the cranes,” Marius mused aloud. Janus agreed.“Make sure each group knows that they will be asked to help with different tasks if we need them to,” I reminded them. When I saw seven more empty carts approaching, I laughed and. Less now than in the good old days, but there is still plenty of cash that goes across the bar every day. Cash is hard to ignore, especially for those who really need it. That's why I have those security cameras in the ceiling over the bar and the dining room. Everyone assumes that it's for watching the patrons, and that's true in a way, but the real purpose is to keep my employees and my partners honest. In the back of their minds they know that Tim is always watching. There's only one person. "I can feel you throbbing inside me. The hose bursts and liquid fire fills me. I push my tongue more deeply into your mouth but I still can't help crying out loudly. I can feel myself cumming, tipping over the edge and crashing down in waves of flame. My leg slips down. If you weren't pinning me against the wall, I'd probably fall."You should have been a fireman." I pant."You should be arrested for arson." You answer.Ninth FloorI am washing my hands in the bathroom the fire alarm goes off."This.