He waited on the landing for me to open my door and invite him in but once inside, by the light of the moon from the window, we finally embraced with a true passion of longing. xnx So, smearing my pre-cum in and around his anus, I first finger-fucked him gently. “What are you planning tomorrow?” he asked, “Have you seen the Old Man yet?”
He was hoping I would misunderstand his ambiguous reference to the “Old Man of Storr” but I spoiled his attempt to tease me as I went on to tell him of my own plans. I went up to my room to pack my bags. He was groaning and writhing against the bed, clutching at the pillow in pleasure at his rimming. I traced the path, noting the landmarks from the de***********ion he had given me the night before and scanning the rocks
