On a broken branch of the latter hung an infantry officer’s Sam Browne belt and cap. Gay sex They watched television for a while before going to bed. When they arrived and left, they did so separately; as much as half-an-hour apart, using different routes. He was beautifully submissive; Richard loved watching the play of emotions from pain to extreme pleasure passing over Ben’s face. If his mates in the US Marine Corps could only see him like this! Richard later decided that some of them almost certainly had. “Over here!” Ben was now braced against a door-frame for a standing-fuck. Then a ball-gag was jammed into Richard’s mouth, which reduced his bellows of rage to muffled grunts. Oh fuck! His unknown attacker now manhandled Richard towards an altar-tomb, well away from the path, bent him over it, tore apart his shorts and thong and threw them aside. He tried not to think about the indignity that he was going to suffer. During their short romance they never had time for it to cool off.
