Trevor sat down in the window seat he had been assigned. He tried not to stare at the other people settling in their seats around him, though he wasn't used to seeing that. The plane seemed so crowded with people children and their baggage.
This wasn't his first flight. But over the years the planes he had passengered were private, often spacious and quiet.
"Trevor" he said out loud. It had been so long since anyone called him that. The Airline Desk attendant has smiled as she said the name. "I've always liked that name" She flirted.
He smiled back "Me too" he said. The attendant's face reacted. "Oh I meant, most people called me Bobby, uh my middle name" She smiled again.
He had learned over the years to read people's reactions. He smiled at her "Thank you" She nodded. He noticed her eyes scanning him up and down.
Trevor aka Bobby was used to that too. He was a good looking guy, years of exercise; good living and good genes were to his credit.
He was flying thousands of miles with a stopover in Hawaii. He had been there before and planned to call the number he had saved from that visit.
Then he'd continue his journey to Seattle. It scared him as he hadn't been in Seattle since he was twelve. Trevor didn't know what he would do once he arrived. He thought about finding his old house, maybe knocking, but the thought of being reunited made him shiver.
"You ok?" A man sat beside him.
"Huh? OH yea, just uh got a chill" he smiled and then looked away. He wanted to be alone to think about the past 11 years and the next step. He put the bag that had been in his lap under the seat in front of him.
It had his future.
"First flight?" the man beside him asked.
"Uh oh no, but uh going home, kind of freaked" Trevor said.
The man's expression said "confused", but he smiled "Well, just relax, it's a long flight and s my mother used to say whatever will be will be". He patted Trevor's bare knee.
Trevor wondered if the man was giving him a signal or not. Other's had through the years. He was used to being attractive to men and women alike.
He started to move his leg but decided not to, less the man be offended.
"Thanks, I'll be ok once I get a drink" Trevor replied.
"You old enough? I mean you look uh younger then..." the man said
"Yea 24 yesterday" Trevor said "I get that all the time".
The man nodded, "good for you".
The plane started to taxi and Trevor lay back, closing his eyes.
He was ten then. They let him start 7th grade a year early. He had always been an early starter, reading at the age four. His Mother said he was talking within months of being born.
His photo appeared on the front pages "Genius ..something or other" was the caption. He liked the attention but eventually had to deal with jealous kids two years older. But he coped.
"Hey kid you got pubes?" and other taunts as well as a few physical encounters. The truth was he did have armpit hair. Pubes arrived a year later. And he was masturbating with ejaculations that rivaled 13 year olds.
He showed them in fact. And after that group shared the event with him, he was taunted less, in fact became friends with most of them.
Life got easier and easier. His academic prowess enabled him to help but it was his sex that made more friends.
Not only was he able to shoot multiple streams in succession but his penis itself, he learned, was longer then most of the boys around him.
Each session with them, he saw their dicks and realized he had something special.
"Hey Carl you gotta see the kid do it" or some comment usually got things started in the exhibitions. Some were at a classmate's home, others in the school boiler room and in the nearby park bathroom.
"So you and your buddies been here again" the janitor, a black man found Trevor waiting.
"Uh guess they're not uh coming." Trevor said.
"I saw you with them last week. You got quite a piece of meat down there" the man smiled "I got a huge one too of course, but I'm older."
He didn't mind showing his cock to the man. It hardened as soon as it was out of his pants. The man's cock was indeed huge and Trevor asked to touch it.
"Ok but it's our secret, a man and a boy playing isn't thought nice".
He touched the man's thick dick while the man touched his. It excited Trevor and for some reason, he didn't know why, he kissed it.
"Easy boy, you'll get my stuff on you"
"I don't mind" Trevor had knelt to look closer.
"Want me to teach you something?"
Trevor's jaws ached. He still tasted the man's juices hours later in his bed. It seemed to make the man happy. And feeling the man rub him until his boy cock exploded was fun too.
"Come back and I'll show you other things we can do" the man hugged him. It was warm embrace. It felt good.
Trevor had been hugged before but that time was different. He felt his penis get hard again during it.
"Drink?" The voice awoke him. A smiling flight attendant repeated his question "Do you want something to drink, the man that was here said you did".
"Oh yes, Vodka Tonic please" Trevor said. He read the expression on the handsome man's face.
"Here I get checked all the time" he held up his ID. It was an Indonesian ID with his name printed in English too. BOBBY MOOLAKAI it read.
"OK" the man smiled and added "Bobby, I'll get it for you. Pardon me but you look familiar" the man said then realized he had might have breached a rule "oh sorry, I just thought I knew you from uh school".
"No I don't think so I've been out of the country for years" he said looking away. His photo had indeed been on local newspapers for weeks since the Police busted Moolakai compound.
He was in 10th grade with the friends he had made four years before. His reputation as being smart matched his prowess in Lacrosse. But privately he was known by a few as BJ. Trevor didn't mind, it made him friends over the years and a little money now and then from the men who hung around the park bathroom.
He had been saddened two years before when Washington, the school Engineer disappeared. The word was the man died but there were rumors he just went away. By then Trevor and the man had engaged in many private times.
Trevor missed the man's cock that had taught him more pleasures in life. He wondered how many of his classmates had learned from the man too.
"Here's your drink son" the deep voice said. The man next to him had returned to the seat.
"Thanks" Trevor accepted the plastic container and made a toast like signal before swallowing it.
"WOA kid, you'll be drunk before we reach 30 thousand" The man said in between sips of his own drink.
"No it's ok, been drinking for years" Trevor smiled and lay back closing his eyes. He wanted to sleep. There had been days when he didn't sleep over the past few weeks.
Secluded in a room in the police headquarters, he wanted for nothing. They brought him food, DVD's and one lady spent time talking to him.
"No I didn't' see anything." Trevor said. He had learned not to reveal anything.
"If you don't tell us we can't help you" She said frustrated by his silence or loyalties, she didn't know which caused his refusal to talk.
"I don't need help, but thank you" he smiled which seemed to make her smile too.
"You were kidnapped as a child, kept captive, god knows what that awful man did to you" she had said hoping he would talk.
"They treated me very well" he said.
"How long were you with him?" She asked hesitantly.
"Four years until your police came" He said. There was no shame to feel. He had been loved, fed, taught, traveled, taken care of, learned the language, in fact several languages, even taken college courses.
He had learned about food, how to dine with royalty and how to please men, all kinds of men.
Trevor itched himself.
"Are you ok?" She asked.
"Yes just not used to wearing ..." his voice trailed off. Wearing clothes all the time was something new to him.
He was usually naked.
"Sir?" the flight attendant had returned. "Sir?, Bobby?"
Trevor awoke hearing the name he was most used to.
"Can you come with me?"
Trevor didn't hesitate. He moved into the aisle and followed the attendant to the front of the plane.
"There is a man who said he's your escort or something? I'll stick around in case." the attendant said. Kyle was on his nameplate, so Trevor replied "Thank you Kyle, you're very kind".
The man smiled. He was drinking.
"Hi Trevor" he stuck out his hand. "I'm FBI Agent Collins. They wanted me to stay low but make sure you got back home ok."
"Uh thank you, but I'm ok" Trevor said. He liked the man. He was built well, and from the way his pants defined him, Trevor wondered what was underneath.
"Yea I know. You've survived for four years. I get that. But I go as far as the islands with you, since that's technically the US of A."
"Then what?" Trevor said "Thanks" as he accepted an impromptu container handed to him by Kyle.
"Well, I guess you're on your own. As for me, I have a week off to hit the beach before I have to go back." Collins took another drink.
"Oh you're the boy who..." Kyle revealed his realization of where he had seen Bobby's photo. "Sorry".
"It's ok Kyle." Trevor learned that saying a person's name smoothly was seductive to some. So it was to Kyle. He smiled and left the two.
"How long you been stationed there?" Trevor decided to continue the conversation.
"About as long as you I expect. So you were that drug czar's boyfriend, slave, captive, kid, son, what?" His manner was offhanded and casual.
"I guess a little of each" Trevor said "he took good care of me."
"What' your name boy?" The tall dark, Indonesian man asked. Trevor was scared. He had been sleeping for what they said was many hours. There had been the ride in a truck during which he was awakened to eat. Then there was a dark room on the plane where he rode naked. They brought him hamburgers.
He was naked still, kneeling in front of the strange man.
"You cold boy?"
Trevor shook his head "Scared" he replied.
The man laughed. "Good for you, honest. I need a boy like you. You learn the rules, you keep me happy and you'll be ok" he said brining Trevor to his feet.
"Nice penis kid, you know how to use that thing?"
Trevor didn't mind being naked in front of a stranger. He had done it many times. "Yes Sir" he replied proudly.
"We'll see, but I like your mouth and that cute boy butt more" the man said as he walked around Trevor.
"You know how to please me?"
"Yes Sir" again Trevor's firm reply made the man laugh.
"We'll see" He pulled his penis out of his jeans and Trevor proved himself.
"Well, that's in the past" FBI Agent Collins said. "Unless you liked it" he put his hand on Trevor's shoulder.
"It was ok, Moolakai was kind of like a father, teacher, lover" Trevor heard himself say those words that he had refused to say to the female police person.
"He was a drug lord, murderer and more" Collins said squeezing his hand.
"I don't know about all that. But to me, he was the man who took care of me, taught me things, paid for my college and more." Trevor defended the man he had loved for four years.
"Well, he's gone now, sorry kid" Collins took his hand away. "But in the eyes of the law, he was a kidnapper and pedophile too. You're the victim and I hope you can put your life back together once you get home. Know what you're gonna do?"
The match was a hard one. Trevor got sticked a few opposing and gave it back to the them too. The referee tried to give him penalties but Trevor had a way to charm anyone. And only got a warning.
The teammates laughed and cheered as they trooped back to the locker room. As they stripped and showered, the usual joking, towel flipping and school cheer noise filled the room.
As each left, Trevor nursed his bruises and dressed finally walking out alone into the darkness. His parents never came to the matches. His mother spent most of her time with his step father...and Trevor didn't like the man so it was ok.
He shouldered his backpack for the long walk. Trevor liked walking alone. It gave him time to think, fantasize and remember his long departed mentor. Sometimes he'd stop by the park to see who was at the public bathroom.
Now and he'd leave with twenty dollar bills stuffed into his pockets. Once in a great while, he'd meet someone and follow them to a car or upon rarer occasions the motel down the highway. His earnings gave him additional freedom. And he loved having sex. Each encounter was different, exciting and a learning experience.
That night he didn't see anyone walking in the darkness. It was ok, he was very tired anyway.
"Hey kid where's the high school?" A rough voice yelled from the van.
"Oh it's back there, but it's closed now" Trevor said pointing.
"We were supposed to go to a Lacrosse Match there. Some kid we're supposed to look at for the college" the man said. "Uh Trevor or something, know him?"
Trevor smiled. "I'm Trevor"
He didn't feel the next few seconds as his body was grabbed and pushed into the van. He automatically struggled at first.
"Be calm kid, nobody's gonna hurt you" the man said as he lifted Trevor shirt. The needle jammed into him and Trevor collapsed.
"Thanks Agent Collins, not sure, just gonna take it one day at a time." Trevor said.
"Is there someone for you?" Collins asked "you know money to get started ?"
"They gave me a few hundred" Trevor said about the Police "Guess they felt guilty" he smiled.
The key that hung around his neck was a gift. He had worn it since that day five years ago.
"For your birthday, I'll give you this" Moolakai "when you want you can go"
Trevor looked surprised and sad at the same time. He had been with the man six years, learning, loving, playing and sleeping with him. He was happy. He had learned the language of his Master and Spanish as well. He could talk to visitors, servants and others.
"I have to go?" he asked beginning to cry.
"no no, son, you have the freedom to go if you want from now on. Use that key at the airport lockers and you'll find enough to get you home" the man said "but I want you to stay"
They hugged. He loved the man and the man loved him.
The key worked. The police didn't seem interested in what he was doing. The leather bag was small but stuffed full of currency. He tried to count it in a bathroom stall, but stopped after several thousands.
There was enough to an airline ticket but the Police had purchased one for him. He had plenty.
"Excuse me gentlemen but we're hitting some turbulence, you have to go back to your seats" Kyle spoke.
"So you'll be ok then?" Collins said "You been to Hawaii before?" he asked.
"Oh yes" Trevor said "Many times"
The water was warm flowing over his naked body as Trevor swam under water then let himself shoot up above it and fall again. Moolakai had done what he promised 5 years before.
He smiled thinking about the man.
"So you will do the following. Never speak to anyone unless I say so. You will be naked at all times unless I tell you otherwise. You will be available to me at all times. Understand boy?"
The man had suddenly gotten bossy. Trevor responded as his step father had taught him long ago. "Yes Sir".
He would survive. He'd listen, learn and eventually find out where he was and how to escape if he needed to. He may be only 13 but he already knew more then most kids his age.
"Good. You belong to me. I will protect you, take care of you, feed you and all you have to do is be my boytoy, I think the Americans call it. Understand boy?"
"Yes Sir" Trevor felt himself getting hard. It was hard to hide.
"Hmmmm I see you like me already. And that name, don't like it, you are my boy so I will name you..something simple and boyish, Bobby, from now on you will respond to Bobby. If you don't you'll be punished until you do, understand?"
Trevor didn't respond. The smack across his butt came hard and swiftly.
"Understand Bobby?"
"Yes Sir I am Bobby Sir" he said making the man chuckle.
"It's ok, the plane always bobs around over the Pacific storms" the man in the seat beside him said. Trevor hadn't realized he was clutching the arms of the seat.
"Thanks, yea I know"
"This is Manny Gutierrez, you've met him before" Moolakai introduced Bobby.
"He's grown" Manny said in Spanish to his host.
Bobby stood waiting for instructions. He was shirtless and glowing with sweat. He had been lifting weights with the trainer his Master had hired.
"Yes he has grown, 16 now" Moolakai said. He rarely told anybody Bobby's age. He put his arm around Bobby's bare shoulders.
"He's working out hard for two years now. Want him to still be my boy but not take any shit from anyone, Hai Kido lessons, boxing, swimming and weights"
He slapped Bobby's pectorals then flicked the gold rings that hung from is pierced nipples.
"Got these for him, makes him horny" Moolakai laughed "but he's always horny thank god, aren't you boy?"
"Always for you Sir" Bobby said smiling. His cock had expanded when his Master played with his nipples and they tented the mesh shorts he wore.
"Tell you what, because you've been a great partner, I'll let you borrow him for this trip" Moolakai said.
Bobby looked at his Master. He rarely left the compound and never without his Master.
"Boy you are to be Manny's boy for a week. I want you to please him as you do me"
"Sir?" Bobby was surprised. He had never touched another man without Moolakai being present and often involved. The orgies with men and boys were fun and Bobby had been involved the way his Master told him.
"Bring him back in one piece my partner or ... " Moolakai "he is precious to me"
"I am honored. He will be here in a week."
"And you boy, watch and listen to everything. Let me know when you return everything. If something goes wrong, escape. There will be a package at the airport for you should you need it".
Bobby didn't need it. He talked and listened as he was told. Manny had a wife and children in South America, his home. He had been importing and exporting for many years. He never talked about what he did for Moolakai though.
They talked about films, sports and Hawaii.
The house Manny rented had a pool and Jacuzzi. Men came and went. Bobby stayed around but quiet. When there was only Manny, he stripped naked for the man.
Kisses, blowjobs, fucking and even kinky things occurred. Bobby did them all without question.
They drove to the north shore where he went swimming naked with the man. It was a vacation to Manny but more of the good life to Bobby.
"I'm surprised you speak my language" Manny had said on the plane to the Islands.
"Sir I speak five languages" Bobby said "because Master wants me to.
"When we're there, and I have meetings, do not speak Spanish. I will say you don't understand so you'll be safe" Manny said "but in private...." He cupped Bobby's crotch "Speak to me"
"Attention" the pilot announced they were approaching the islands. The trip had been shorter then Trevor remembered. He realized he had slept through the storm and hours of traveling.
"So where are you staying?" He asked the man beside him. Then Trevor reacted. The man who originally sat there was gone. In his place was FBI Agent Collins.
"At the Hawaiian Prince" the man said then seeing Trevor's face. "Uh I asked to swap seats, part of my job to keep an eye on you until we land in the Islands."
Trevor looked away then back.
"Thank you Sir" he said. Trevor liked being taken care of. When he was secluded in the room at the Police Station, he had felt vulnerable for the first time. Moolakai had taken care of him for years and become more then a parent symbol.
"I appreciate it" he added.
"How about you?" Collins asked.
"I haven't made arrangements yet. I'm gonna stay a few days here though".
He felt the paper with Manny's phone number in his pocket. He wasn't sure if the man still had the house on the islands or if he, like Moolakai was apprehended in whatever kind of raid the Police had done.
Actually he knew some of it. The Police had given him a newspaper. The articles were about Moolakai, an international drug and arms trafficker. The Police had raided the compound, had a shooting match. The man, he called Sir, Master and lover had died.
"Well you can make reservations at the airport, or if you want come to my hotel and see if they have a room. Do you play tennis?"
"Uh what? Yes, I do, Moolakai and I played all the time" The man played in the sun naked. Body guards and others didn't react to the sight of their boss that way. But then they never reacted to the sight of Bobby naked.
And he played naked too letting the sun brown and bake his white skin. He doubted if FBI Agent Collins played tennis naked. But he wondered what the obviously fit man would look like if he did.
"The hotel has courts, we can play" Collins said his hand squeezing Trevor's bare knee. Trevor's cock grew hidden by the baggy shorts. There was an attraction to this man, he hadn't felt since being paid by Manny to satisfy a stranger.
"You can tell Moolakai, if you want. Tell him Sacha is an important man to our business. He likes you and wants you. I'll pay you so it's all business and my partner doesn't feel I'm giving you away or anything".
Bobby pulled himself out of the pool When Manny arrived with the man. His wet naked body was there for the man to see.
"Very fit young man" Sacha said in broken English. Bobby couldn't figure out the man's native tongue. As for his appearance, he was Caucasian but his face showed some evidence of mixed parents.
"I like athletes" he said as he began to disrobe.
Each piece of discarded clothing revealed muscles, curly black hair and tattoos. His nipples extended outward and there were gold rings dangling from each one.
He was hung large too, meatier then Bobby remembered his School Engineer mentor had.
"So you like what you see?" the man asked, his eyes already evaluating Bobby's erect penis.
"Yes Sir" Bobby said. This was more exciting then his love for Moolakai or his obligations to satisfy Manny.
"He will watch us, that was part of our deal" Sacha said nodding to Manny "You ok with that?"
"Yes Sir" Bobby had learned over the years that he got more excited when being watched even back when he sucked his first cock in high school.
"Come" Sacha, now naked, dove into the pool. Bobby followed. They frolicked like kids in the water, raced underwater and kissed in each other's embrace.
"I will pay you more, it will be a long night" Sacha said to Manny who shrugged his approval. He had been rubbing himself watching the two.
"Sex is like the ultimate wine" Sacha said as they sat on the spread towels by the pool eating. "It's to savor, a little bit at a time, making the pleasure last so it will be a night to remember." He leaned to kiss Bobby.
Bobby kissed back.
The sex was indeed to remember. There were wrestling matches, kisses, hands, lips, straining and petting.
Bobby felt the man inside him in every position imaginable. There wasn't a position he hadn't tried before but that night each felt new.
Back, belly, side, top, doggy, other side, back again..the man seemed to have an insatiable appetite.
And it just wasn't a hard man size cock that invaded him multiple times. Sacha orgasmed large, small, then large again.
The morning Bobby lay on the bed watching the man jack his penis to shower him, his body hot to feel each stream, droplet and puddle, his mouth hungry to taste the somehow scented juices he had tasted the night before.
"Better calm down, we're landing" Collins said.
Trevor awakened. His hand was on the bulge that tented his loose fitting shorts into an obvious size.
"Shit kid, you must be hung. No wonder that good grabbed you" Collins said "Sorry" he had seen Trevor's reaction to Moolakai being called a goon.
The airport was easy to navigate and US Customs waved them through when Collins showed his badge.
"So we're here in the USA. You my friend are finally free and I am on vacation" Collins said as he lifted his cell phone to report.
"Great, uh thanks, I got bags and stuff. Have a nice time." Trevor said.
"You too, good luck. If that guy was as good to you as you said, then I understand your feelings. But from now on you got to build a new life and I think you can do it" Collins stuck out his hand.
Trevor took the hand and shook it.
"And remember that tennis match, just come over to the hotel" He waved and left Trevor alone in the middle of other passengers rushing to and fro, some hugging the newly arrived, mothers calling to their wild children and flight crews leaving work.
Trevor found a bank of phones and dialed the number written on the paper in his pocket.
"The number you dialed has been disconnected" recording responded instead of Manny.
Trevor suddenly felt alone. He knew what he was both gay and a prostitute. True he was forced by being abducted, but there were other times before when he wasn't. He had never told Moolakai about those times for fear he'd be disowned.
He moved inside the new clothes the Police had bought him.
"You there naked kid, who the fuck are you?" A policeman wearing a helmet that hid his face and a uniform that seemed like a television cop, asked.
"Uh Bobby Sir, what's goin on?" Bobby asked but his eyes saw the body of the man he loved across the room.
"Shit" he said out loud without permission.
"Here put this on" the man threw a blanket around him.
Sitting alone in a cold cell Bobby shivered. He didn't answer any questions. He wasn't sure what to say or not. He wanted to protect his Master, but his Master was dead.
Finally a female local Policeperson came. "We know you were captive, and I guess abused by this man who called himself Moolakai. "So we're gonna try to help you, do you know your name?"
"Master called me Bobby" he said at first.
"No what's your real name?"
"Trevor"
She never got a last name so they wrote down Trevor Bobby Moolakai in the report.
He looked at the passport they gave him. It was a US Passport. He was home.
The taxi left him at the hotel entrance. The front desk said they only has suites and Trevor said "that's ok".
He handed several bills to the young man. "I'm just back after years" he explained, "only have cash"
Everybody was nice but got nicer when he handed out twenty and fifty dollar bills. There was plenty and Bobby aka Trevor didn't know what to pay or tip.
"Hi" he said when Aaron Collins opened the door. "I wonder if you could help me. I've been gone for so long..."
Collins walked to the suite and let out a whistle when he saw it. "Wow kid you are something".
They stood on the balcony and talked, not FBI Agent and ward but two new friends.
Yes, he would teach Trevor about money, spending and other things.
"Great, I feel uh better" Trevor said the word "safe" to himself "now I have a friend to help out. You can stay here if you want, it's only one flight to the roof tennis courts and we can spend the week together".
His hand on Collins arm said more.
"The bureau might frown on that" he looked at his arm.
"Oh sorry" Trevor said not being used to rejection.
"I said the bureau, not me" Collins reached for the boy and pulled him close. His man thick lips pressed against Trevor's, his tongue sliding across the boys as they invaded each other's mouth.
"I've wanted to do that since I saw you on the plane" Collins said as he pulled Trevor's shirt off.
His mouth moved down the boy's neck to each pierced nipple, licking and tugging on each ring until his hand felt the boys cock rock hard through his shorts.
"I'm going to fuck you" he said picking up Trevor like a sack and pulling him over his shoulder.
Trevor felt his shorts being yanked down as he was carried into the bedroom, then thrown on the mattress.
He looked up to see Collins now naked and hard moving to the bed. His chest was massive, one nipple pierced like his and his cock thick and dripping.
Trevor Bobby Moolakai wasn't sure how the week would end, where he would go afterward or what was next for his life.
But for a few days he would belong once again, to a man that excited him and wanted him.
They would surf, swim, row and dive. They would ride the gliders, hike across neighboring islands, and inhale the scent of flowers and each other's sex.
They ate on the beach, drank until they collapsed and fucked constantly.
Watching each other in the mirrors that surrounded the bed, both loved the sight of themselves and each other, and being watched by the other.
"I've never had so much sex in my life" Collins gasped as the week ended. Trevor didn't answer. "I'm going back on Saturday" he continued.
They drove by the house. It was as Trevor remembered. Collins stood beside him wearing his FBI holster just in case, but nobody answered the door.
"Ok let's go in" Collins said showing a key and unlocking the door. Trevor was surprised.
"Here"
The box had his name on it. Trevor opened it and found a thick note written in Moolakai's handwriting. The blue covered paper attached had some sort of legal document.
"He wanted me to take care of you" Collins said
Trevor began to cry as he read. He couldn't remember crying since he was a little kid. Moolakai had left the house in his name. The other paper was a deed. There was a dialog about meeting him, falling in love, being proud of him, wishing....
Trevor walked outside to the pool where he read it all.
By the time Collins joined him; he was sobbing and fell into Collins arms.
The FBI wasn't happy the man quit on short notice. He called a friend to pack his belongings and send them to the island.
Trevor spent most of his time naked. He was used to it and knew Collins liked to watch him. He loved being watched.
They would fly to Seattle "just to see it" Trevor said but a life together in the house Moolakai had given him was their plan.
"Just one more thing" Trevor said as he sat atop Collins, impaled by his thickness.
"Call me Bobby" He flinched as the cock moved deeper.