Chapter 61
Authors Note - Sorry for the slow down in posting guys, I have been pretty sick, and only now just starting to get back in to writing.
After a good nights sleep, I was up early and was walking alone on the beach. I knew I wasn't supposed to be alone, but sometimes, you just need some alone time to sought through some of life's greater challenges.
I was struggling with how best to protect my family, and those around me. If I couldn't do that I felt like I had failed. One half of me was trying to figure out how, whilst the other half was trying to comprehend that were all grown up and needed to look after themselves somewhat.
I knew if I could take a little bit from each side of the argument, I would be ok, but figuring out which bits was the difficult parts. The need to be the protector had now become the reverse as I was now the protectee.
Watching that early morning sun rise as I curled my toes into the sand, I was joined by Michael who had now become my shirtless protector in the tropics. As he approached me in just his gym shorts, I smiled at him and grinned as he came bounding up.
"Boss, what are you doing out here alone. I could get my arse kicked."
"Hey Romeo, I just wanted to be alone."
"Just let me know in future please. I have already had James loose his shit at us last night over Jules pictures. That was a call you didn't want to be on." He added with a tense look across his face.
"Oh, yes, I did see that. Lucky there were no paparazzi here last night then" I added with a grin.
"I have no idea what you are talking about" his reply came with a cheek school boy grin.
"You know Michael, since you have started with me, I have seen you go through an amazing change. You hardly said boo, now I can't shut you up."
"Sorry Boss."
"No, don't apologise. I like it. I like you. I am glad you feel the ability to be yourself around me. When I lost James as my lead, I felt lost. Whilst we hadn't been a team long, we quickly settled in to a pattern and he guided me a lot. But with you, your different, you look after me, and you've become a friend. Don't change. Ever."
"You're the first person I have been lead on since I started Private Security. James told me it wouldn't be easy, and at first I did everything by the rule books. I didn't speak unless spoken to, I stood back as you walked. I treated you as text book. But I found it didn't work. Then you started talking with me, and I didn't know how to respond. I am not from your world."
"I'm not from my world." I added hastily.
"you know what I mean"
"Yeah I do." I said as I patted the beach next to me. "Pull up a seat next to me. Lets have a chat."
Michael sat on the sand next to me as we watched the sun rise on the Horizon.
"Tell me about you. You know all about me, I know nothing about you."
"Well I grew up in South London. Joined the army and was eventually transferred to the Royal Marines, did 2 tours, and now I do this. Not much to tell really."
"Ok, that was the broad scope, lets nut it down a little shall we. Parents, brothers, sisters?" I asked casually.
"No Boss. I don't." he replied as his whole face glazed over and it was like I'd lost him.
"Sorry. Wanna talk about it at all."
"Not much to talk about. I was dumped and orphaned when I was born. Passed around in the care system my whole life, and as soon as I was old enough, I signed up for service."
"Oh, I am sorry to hear that." I said with such empathy. I guess I was similar in a pre-planned way. The difference being, I was adopted.
"Have you tried to find your parents at all?"
"Why? They made it clear when they dropped me off they wanted nothing to do with me."
"There might have been some circumstances that drove them to do that."
As I said this, I could see a fire ignite in Michael's eyes.
"That's bullshit Boss, and you know it. Who gives up a baby and never sees them again."
I could feel the pain of rejection and abandonment spew forth as he said it. I knew I had to pull back, as this was painful for him to discuss.
Reaching out, I squeeze his big muscled thigh.
"You know I am here if you want to talk about it, or if I can do anything. We are a team buddy, and it is two way."
"Thanks Boss" he said as he looked away to the horizon, alone in his thoughts, as I now was as well.
Sitting there feeling those first rays of light, it was like it was pumping energy into me that I had been missing.
"Ok big boy! Let's go get today underway." I said as I jumped up offering a hand to Michael to pull him up.
"Yeah, I should go wake sleeping beauty up, too many sleep in's will make him soft." He joked.
"Hey, he works hard. Let him relax a little. Everything going ok with you two?" I asked
"Perfect boss. I am so relaxed around him, but I got to stop squeezing him in bed. He keeps telling me he's not going anywhere, but I'm scared I will lose him."
"A little insecure I see. That's OK, but don't let it control you." I finished off with as we wandered back to the house.
As we entered, the smell of coffee and bacon wafted through the lounge area. Karl was in the kitchen cooking breakfast.
"I am not the best cook, but I sure as hell know how to cook breakfast. You two sit, it's minutes away" He added as we approached.
"You didn't have to do this." I protested.
"I know, but someone gets grumpy if he doesn't have his breakfast, and I know you struggle without coffee!" he quipped.
He knew me too well and as Michael and I sat, the three of us broke into pleasant conversation, mainly how beautiful the Caymans were, Jackson's health and our plans for the day.
"Well, I am spending it mostly at the hospital. Now Michael, you have two options. Either come and sit and be bored, or you can lounge about here or you can treat your man to a day at the Spa down the road I saw last night."
"Thanks Boss. How about, I come in with you this morning, get the lay of the land, make sure you are safe, and then maybe I take this little sexy thing for a massage later."
"Hey, enough with the `little' " Karl piped up with. I can keep up with you.
I laughed thinking back to what I witnessed last night, and all I could think of as my cock slightly twitched, was how well Karl could in deed keep up with Michael.
I excused myself after breakfast to go and shower and ready myself. "Give me 20 mins and I'll be ready to go if that suits."
Michael nodded and looked at Karl, "that means we have 15 mins to fool around sexy"
"You, go shower. We can fool around later!"
"Party pooper" he said laughing as he walked off to grab a shower.
Chapter 62
Leaving the house we headed off to the hospital where we noticed that Jackson had been moved from intensive care into general admission now that he was out of the danger post surgery. He was looking brighter, and I could see the colour coming back in his face. 48hrs had passed and it was almost like I had my old Jackson back.
"Well, hello stranger, someone's looking a lot better today." I said as bent down to kiss his beautiful lips.
"They even let me shower standing up this morning!"
"Well that's a bonus, but I want to ask you an honest question. `how are you really feeling' " I asked seeking the truth.
"Well, to be 100% honest, the headaches have stopped. They were the worst, so that's positive. Secondly, I am nowhere near as tired as I was. My motor skills are back, my visions no longer blurry. The neurologist came and saw me earlier and he said it appears the brain bleed was a small one that I probably got during the kidnapping, but, because it was left unnoticed it had grown in size and hence why I was in the condition I was in. It still doesn't excuse me not taking my medications, but, I now know where the symptoms were coming from. There is one downside to all of this. Because I have had two major brain trauma's, I can't fly for at least 3 months."
Whilst the news was overwhelmingly good, I still planned to follow up with the Dr to make sure nothing was left out in translation from Jackson. Whilst I trusted him, I wanted to be 100% sure of exactly how he was recovering.
We sat and talked about his plans and goals post recovery, and how he wanted to spend time in New York developing a foundation where he could work with primarily gay youth who were victims of Institutionalised Child Sexual assault with in Churches and the likes. Whilst a lot had never taken action against their perpetrators, a lot had and had come through the system more damaged than before they commenced action, leading to homelessness and increased suicide rates. I knew it was an area of deep passion and understanding, as Jackson had been through it himself. It led me to ask him if he was sure about doing it, and if he had come to closure on his own assault.
"I put that to bed years ago bub. I'm good. I am now in a position to help those less fortunate, please support me."
"Ok, but there are parameters. You need to spend at least 10 days a month in Munich, at the moment it is our home, and the people of Germany in general have been very good to us. Secondly, you still remain chairman of the Munich foundation until such time Jules is old enough, and more importantly, mature enough to take over. That may take a while, but you must do it. Third and final, if I find that you are to personally involved, or it is taking a toll on you mental health, I have veto to pull you out!"
"Agreed!"
The smile on his face was massive. It was good that he had a cause close to him that he wanted to be involved in. I was happy to support him.
"So when you are released and can go home, we have rented a large house here. Then, if you can't fly and you are given the OK, you can head back to NYC on the Yacht. I may be able to join you for some of it, but definitely not all of it, as I just won't have the time."
We agreed that that was fine, and we would take everything day by day.
By late morning Michael was climbing the walls. He didn't need to say anything, I could just tell.
"Hey big boy, head home. I am pretty sure I got things covered here." As I dismissed his concerns around my security. Whilst everyone thought I was doing nudie runs with my wayward daughters on our yacht, I was quietly sitting in a hospital some 300nm way now.
After we were alone, I filled Jackson in on what I had now called "tittiegate" and he was laughing. I was not impressed. I also shared my little voyeurism episode from last night, which really got him hard as I talked him through it bit by bit. "No Jackson, I am not having sex in a hospital bed" was my response to his several requests.
As Michael raced back to the house, he found Karl lounging by the pool in a small speedo. This immediately got his blood pumping, and left him wanting the arse of his sexy lover. As he stripped down to his jocks, the bulge he displayed was enough to make Karl's eyes water.
"Nope, not now cowboy, you promised me a massage, and when you said you were on your way, I rang and we need to be there in 10mins"
"Damn, that's two knockbacks in a row. I better be successful on the third attempt" He joked as he helped his boyfriend off the sunlounger.
As they walked inside, and readied themselves for afternoon of self-indulgence, Michael grabbed Karl by the arm to stop him.
"I love you." The words flowed out of his mouth so freely and with a warmth and passion that had Karl tear up.
"I love you to, underneath your tough guy exterior lies a real sweet sweet man that is filled with sadness. I will open you up eventually, and I will get you to break down the barrier with in."
With that they hugged before continuing on their way.
Meanwhile in the middle of the Caribbean Sea as the yacht continued on it way to Jamacia the group of revellers continued to have fun and party like it was spring bank. Whilst James kept a strong eye on them, and their surrounds after yesterdays faux par by Jules, they were aware that there were eyes every where. This didn't let them stop having fun.
Maggie was being Maggie, in her usual fun way annoying the older guys and making everyone do what she wanted. From Jetskiing to drinking games, Maggie was setting the agenda. But where the real sparks were flying were between Marcus and Jules. Their supposed close friendship had moved from just friends' to friends with benefits' to full sleep overs and looks of adulation when ever they could.
James knew this had disaster written all over it, and whilst he could only advise, he wasn't in a position to put a stop to it, without my express position. I knew once we could back to reality that Marcus would not be posted with her, and therefore I felt a sense of relief that Corey would be her lead. If they continued to lead a private life together, then I would consider what then. But, whilst I had more or less given a green light whilst on holidays, I couldn't really pull back on it yet.
Young love......I was a hopeless romantic.
Chapter 63
I had found the doctor and had cornered him to find out exactly how Jackson was, and much to Jacksons credit, he had not lied at all. The doctor was keen to keep Jackson in hospital for a few extra days, more so as a precaution, and then he could rest at home. But he definitely could not fly, due to cabin pressure, for 3-6months. I was OK with this, as we had the yacht, he could sail back to New York once he was up to it, and he would be ok at the townhouse. There were somethings I was willing to negotiate, and this was one of them.
Heading back to his room, I found Jackson flirting with the nurse, and as always, he had her wrapped around his finger. She was bringing him some food and drinks, as he was always hungry. I looked at him longingly and just burst with pride knowing he was the man I married, and he married me. We had so much to do and give, and I knew now that he was ok and we could start living our lives to the fullest.
"Stop being a pain in the arse." I said to him as he was compiling a list of things for the nurse to get him.
"She asked, so I thought I would give her a list."
"She is not your keeper. You've been too spoilt" I added.
`Well. It's all your fault. You dumped me here with nothing to do."
I could see that he was indeed getting back to his normal self which I hadn't seen since prior to his kidnapping. This had a profound effect on me, it I knew he could see that I was happy.
"No more lies, I promise." He said as he reached out for my hand.
"I don't care if you have a slight headache. Both Michelle and I need to know."
"So I had a thought, Michelle won't be staying on forever once I am better, but I have really come to rely on her in many ways. She gets me, Grant." He said in a more serious tone.
"Well what's your suggestion." I was curious as to where this was going.
"So Sam is a little legend, but he is yours. And I get that. But, if I am going to be involved in different foundations on different continents, I may need an executive assistant as well. So I was thinking, if you agree, Michelle agrees, and Sam agrees, can she become my assistant?"
"What's Sam got to do with it?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Well, someone is going to have to train her!" he laughed.
As strange as this was, I was ok with the suggestion. I knew that Michelle was the first-person Jackson had bonded with 100% since we had left Australia. I also had observed that Michelle was extremely intelligent, and was personable in her demeanour. It also played in the back of my mind that should Jackson be not feeling 100%, I knew he had a nurse with him who always had his best interests at heart.
"Ok. I'm pretty much OK with this. But, " I lectured, "It is Michelle's decision and you are not to pressure her if she says no. You do realise that she still wants to travel the globe, and explore. She is young and needs to express herself as well. So, if she says no, it's end of story."
"Fine. Deal" he said excitedly.
There was no stopping him now. I knew he would be fine. He was starting to make plans for tomorrow, and as he hadn't really done this in ages, it was good to see him start.
The rest of our time together was spent with me checking emails and filling Jackson in on what was happening around the traps. We had so many projects on the run, as well as the core banking business as a whole. Whilst I didn't really run the day-to-day operations, I still liked to be kept abreast of everything, and major decisions that were taking place. Especially ones that could possibly cause reputational damage.
I had inherited a behemoth of a business. I understood it's foundations and its heritage. And whilst I didn't agree with everything that had been done in the past, I was now the custodian that made sure our future was a lot more inclusive. There was so much I wanted to do, but I felt that time was against me. Jackson shared the same vision as me, and as we spoke about different things, I always felt we were on the same page, generating similar ideas.
As his dinner arrived, I decided it was time to head off back to the house. Whilst I had Michael & Karl there, I still felt alone without Jackson in my bed.
I phoned Michael and asked him to come collect me, and it was mere minutes before he arrived. Karl was in the back, meaning I was riding shotgun. As I hopped in they both seem really revived after their massages.
"What's for dinner boys?" I asked thinking we had no cook travelling with us. Yeah, things like that became first world problems as I adjusted to my new life.
"Nothing planned, but I am sure we could Russell something up" Karl said from the back.
"Nah, too hard. I saw a crab shack down by the docks. Feel like heading there? My Shout!"
"Well Boss, only if you insist." Said Michael as he threw me side eye.
"Yeah yeah, whatever Romeo." I responded, knowing it would make him blush, and get a chuckle out of Karl.
As we sat, I ordered a bottle of wine for Karl and I and a coke for Michael. There would be nothing I could entice Michael with to make him drink Alcohol whilst he was out in public with me. "Duty first Boss" he always said whenever I'd offer.
Reading the menu, the choices were just extensive, I put the menu down and just asked the server to bring us whatever she thought we'd eat, and make sure they were large servings, because feeding Michael was a never-ending battle.
20 mins later she returned with a Crab Salad, a Crab gumbo, an Asian inspired Crab stir fry, soft shell crab and about 6 sides.
"I think she may have thought there was 10 of us, not 3" I said to the boys whose eyes were dropping out of their heads.
As Karl and I hit a roadblock, the two of us pushed back from the table to catch our breath. Both of us were stuffed. Watching Michael devour everything that was left, left us both speechless. The guy had a serious appetite.
"What, I am still growing!" he said as he looked up to see us both staring at him.
As I fixed the cheque and left the restaurant, I asked if the boys wanted to go for a walk first. Thankfully they did, as I was really not ready to go home alone.
George Town was an amazingly vibrant tropical oasis which had a kind of spell on me. It had that Caribbean feel, but with also a western influence. There were signs of poverty and also of excess and seeing the two interact was quite interesting from a bystander's perspective. I could certainly see us maybe having a house one day, but now was not the time.
Chapter 64
Pulling up in the Villa, Michael asked if I wanted to hit the Jacuzzi with them. I was feeling a little lonely, but I didn't want to intrude. I excused myself to go have a shower and hop in to bed. As I entered the bedroom, I could hear them giggling as they hopped in the water. I smiled that they were finding some time for themselves, Afterall I had promised them a holiday. I stepped in to the shower and stood under the hot streams as it washed over me reinvigorating my body. A hot shower always does that to me.
Stepping in to the bedroom, I could hear the same noises as the night before and laughed to myself. Bloody horny youngsters I thought as I cautiously approached the balcony to see if my hearing was correct.
Sure enough as I looked over Michael was eating out Karl's arse. Seriously, that boy was becoming more adventurous everyday as he took to Karl's perfectly shaped arse with gusto.
I immediately became aroused, and as I hadn't bothered to dress after my shower, my cock was standing out in front of me, wet and needing attention. I felt guilty watching something so intermit between Michael & Karl, and as I accidently cleared my throat, I was caught out by them, with my cock in my hand.
Quickly I shut off the lights and dived into bed, letting them think I had gone to sleep. It was maybe 2-3 mins before there was a knock at my bedroom door.
"Come in" I mumbled trying to let them think I was nearly asleep.
"Hey Boss," said Michael as he stood before me naked, his semi hard cock looking like a coke can. Behind him stood a semi nervous Karl, also naked, but sporting a rock hard cock of his own.
"I know it's been a while since you had company, feel like a bit of a cuddle and maybe a fool around with us?"
I was partially speechless. Not knowing as to whether to say yes or no. I knew Jackson would be ok, but I didn't want to upset the balance of my relationship with either of the two boys.
"Um, a cuddle would be nice, and if you two want to play that's fine, I might watch if that's ok."
"Yeah sure" came Michaels reply as the two of them hopped in the bed either side of me. At 52 I certainly was feeling it at the moment.
As we gradually started to feel each other's bodies, it was Karl's hand that first brushed across my cock, letting me know I was alive. Who was I kidding. Cuddles, this was going to be so much more.
I turned to start to kiss Michael which lead to Karl wrapping his mouth around my Cock. Having not felt the touch of another man in some days, I was really getting into the swing of things as the three of us started exploring the bodies of each other.
Michael then started to take control and as he spread my legs further apart I had Karl slide up and feed me is cock. I was working his shaft like a demon as he fucked my face forcibly as Michael started to open my willing hole. I had fantasized about Michael fucking me in my wank session since the first night I tasted his cock. I wanted him to stretch me open and plough me like I needed.
It wasn't long before I was on all fours with Karl's glorious pucker staring right at me, and as I devoured his arse, I felt Michael slowly start to open me with his girth. It was such an intense feeling to be opened wide and slow. Jacksons cock is the opposite in many ways. Extremely long at 9" but at a girth that is what you call normal. Michael was shoving a beer can in me and it took time to accommodate him, but, as he deepened his thrust I could feel the stars align as his speed intensified in me.
By this stage, Karl was still bucking in to my face, and being more a bottom, I was content, but when he asked me to fuck him, I was a willing participant. Michaels cock remained firmly inside me, as I reached up and placed my knob at the head of Karl's hole. He took me like a champ, letting out a slow moan as I entered him with some force I wasn't expecting. As the three of us continued our fucking, I knew I wouldn't last long as Karl's tight hole gripped my cock, and as Michael pounded relentlessly on my own.
The sheer pleasure of the moment had me so horny, I knew I was going to hold on forever, and as Michael encouraged me to cum as he kept up his relentless rhythm I busted my load deep inside Karl's arse as he jerked on his cock, coming to the same massive ending.
As my body was slowing coming down off my high, and as my hole was still being stretched, my whole being was being pushed to its limits. As Michael let out a massive final grunt, I felt to the bed as he buried his fat cock one last time in me. Breeding me with an intensity I'd not felt in ages.
As the three of us lay spent in bed catching our breath, we continued kissing in the afterglow of what was a very erotic experience. It was Karl who broke the silence.
"Grant, you know how I look after the townhouse" he started off casually. "Well I was going through the house making sure everything was right for you arrival one day, and I accidentally lent on a wall in your bedroom. The wall opened up, and I made a discovery."
I laughed now knowing where this was leading. "Oh, did you just." I responded whilst Michael looked confused. He wasn't aware of what Karl had discovered.
"Well, I was thinking, there is a lot of gear in there that maybe could help Michael explore his sexuality a little bit more, and I was wondering, that if sometime, we could play in there with you and Jackson?"
"Well, that sounds like something that could be arranged when Jackson is back on his feet. I am sure he would welcome the idea too."
Michael piped up, "what are you two talking about, what secret room, what hole in the wall"
I explained the many things that were located inside our private room. This aroused Michael again, but I was still too tender to take him again. I suggested that he fuck Karl, whilst I lay back and watch and enjoy the sight. He didn't take much prompting, and as I slowly worked my semi hard cock, I played with Michael's balls until he unloaded a not shot in Karls now wrecked arse.
After that, I pulled the blankets up and asked them to stay the night. I wasn't ready to be alone, and with these two in bed with me, it was a good feeling to have.
Chapter 65
As the day broke across the room, we were mess of twisted limbs. As dragged myself away from the bed, I certainly had a much needed spring in my step that I hadn't felt for a while. As I hopped out and dried off, I was shortly joined in my bathroom by Michael.
"Are we all good Boss?" he asked
"Sure are! I feel great. Last night is what I needed, and what I miss at the moment. Please make sure Karl doesn't feel awkward at all, and if he does, he's to come and talk with me."
"Actually, I think he's feeling better than me. You do realise he has a daddy fetish LOL"
"Well fuck the both of you!" I laughed as I walked out cracking my towel on Karl's bare arse.
"Daddy ha, I'll give you Daddy." I said mocking his expression.
"Actually Daddy, you gave me all of daddy last night." Was his smartarse response.
"Alright Romeo, come take me to the hospital, I need to go and talk to Jackson. I'm guessing I have a bit of explaining to do, and also a little convincing. I'm sure the latter will not be hard after I tell him the first part."
In the car on the way to the hospital, I rang James to ask him to prepare Michelle to come back to the Caymans. With Jackson's release either today or tomorrow, I would need her back on deck to keep an eye on him. Whilst my plan was to stay a few days, before making my way across to Belize for the launch of our foundation there, I had a lot to do in four days. My holiday was slowly coming to a close, and I knew reality awaited close by.
Pulling up outside the hospital to drop me off, I suggested Michael actually park the car, as I wanted him to come in with me.
"What for? It's not as if you need me here again"
"Well, after I tell Jackson what happened last night, I might need you to protect me. You are packing a gun I hope?"
As Michael sat there staring at me, I then had to convince him I was kidding.
"It will be fine. He will be fine. But I have an idea stud. Just follow my lead."
"Ok, you're the boss." He quipped before hopping out to join me.
Jackson was sitting up in bed with a of tea when we walked in. He really was looking good, but if I could say anything, he was looking bored. Seeing him smile again was a massive bonus, and I knew it wasn't a front, and he was genuinely in a good mood. Kissing his forehead I sat down to get an update.
"Dr hasn't been yet this morning, you're early, so I am just waiting on him, which is good you are here. It will save you tracking him down later to see if I am telling the truth." His smirk made is gorgeous dimples appear beneath his dark shadow of beard that was appearing. He really looked hotter with stubble, although he preferred to be always clean shaven.
"Well smartarse, I wanted to have a chat about a few things. Don't panic, you are not in trouble. But I may have found away around our Oslo incident from happening again."
As I explained the happenings of last night, in detail, his eyes were boggling out of his head with excitement. I could tell from the bulge in the sheet that he was excited. I than moved on to stage 2, having Michael and Karl join us in our play room back in New York. At this stage I thought I was giving him a heart attack. The poor bugger hadn't had any sexual relief for a while, and I knew if I was to touch him, the mess in his sheets would be just too much. As I proceed to finish with my thoughts, Jackson just sat there stunned. Not sure if I was kidding, or if I was serious.
"Michael," I yelled softly, "Come in here please"
As Michael appeared in the doorway, his frame blocked the entire door. Looking concerned, I motioned him over to the bed.
As he got closer, Jackson had still not spoken.
"So I just explained to Jackson what happened last night. He's okay with it. Give me your hand for a second"
With that Michael placed his right hand in mine, as I moved it slowly across the bed to the mound under Jacksons sheet. As Michael felt the length of Jackson, he rubbed him maybe just a little to firm, as I saw Jacksons eyes roll back knowing what was about to happen. It was within seconds of this that Jacksons body tensed up as he let out shudder after shudder.
"You pair of bastards. I have just cum in my bed and more importantly more night gown. That was totally cruel." The smile on his face told us he wasn't at all serious. In fact I could tell how much he had enjoyed it.
"Ok Michael, this was your fault, I need you to help me get him into the shower. You take care of that, and I will find some new sheets" I said as I picked up the water jug and poured it over the sheets.
"I'll let them think I bumped the water over. I have a plan for everything."
As I walked out the Nurses station, Michael helped Jackson in to the shower. As he helped him get out of his gown, they became like to high school jocks in the gym change room.
"Whoa bud, your cock is massive" Michael said to Jackson as he inspected Jacksons large long meat.
"I hear yours fills the spot too" Jackson said as Michael looked around the small bathroom, as if to see if anyone else was in there, before whipping out is own fat semi hard cock.
"Fuck me cowboy!" Jackson exclaimed, "Look at the girth on that thing. Wow, I don't think I have ever seen anything so fat and solid before. No wonder Grant is smiling this morning, and Karl has a permanent grin on his face"
Michael actually laughed out loud. And not for any other reason as he felt a good mateship with Jackson, more so than with me, who he always called Boss. The power dynamic was completely different between those two than it was between Michael and I.
"Well, here's your shower chair, you need me to stay, or are you right."
"well, the reasons I'd want you to stay are completely inappropriate, so I will tell you I am right hahaha"
"Yeah well, we can sort that out another time I am guessing."
"Definitely! It wont be long before I am back in the saddle so to speak and we can all let loose."