(warning: s****l content)
nathan
The drive to wherever we were going was quite torturous. Hayden was going on and on about how he'd been waiting for this day. Throughout his soliloquy he was getting slightly hard, as was I. Hearing him so frustrated and desperate made me so excited for the night to come.
We arrive at a castle-like hotel in record time, Hayden grabbing my hand and basically doing half of the running for me. We look like mad-men dashing into the lobby, with our coats half on and our figures oddly arranged.
"Hi," he breathes, "Can we--I uh room 108 please! It's reserved under Scott!"
I wonder why he seems to be sounding so whiny and desperate in public until I realize he has a completely grown friend in his tight jeans. I feel myself tingle at the sight of his b***r, but
