And my cock was strangely hard. XXX I was. It was two o’clock in the morning, and I was in a hotel in a strange city. The fag still appeared to be asleep. I also felt a glass object up against my nostril. A true Adonis, unlike the pathetic specimen sitting across from me. What the hell was wrong with me? I had struck out with the local ladies up in the bar, and was now trying to sweat the booze out of my system. Twenty minutes? I had struck out with the local ladies up in the bar, and was now trying to sweat the booze out of my system. Probably a faggot. My head cracked against the wall and I saw stars. I did, my eyes barely slits. I also felt a glass object up against my nostril. And he was in total control of the situation. I was. He looked about eighteen and
