CHAPTER 3

Tara

"You know," said Melanie, sitting at the table in my bedchamber next to my artifacts collection, "the reason you're so interested in being with them is that you're nothing like them."

While checking my tight white jumpsuit in my tall mirror across the room, I turned around and crooked my eyebrow at Upper Secretary Melanie Lovett, my best friend."What do you mean, I'm ‘nothing like them'."

"Well, look," she said."You're not exactly rough around the edges, you know.You're used to the finer things, the best of everything."

Returning to my reflection and fussing with my hair, I said, "Well, maybe it's because I'm used to the best of everything that I enjoy their company.After all, not just any lycanthropes get to be Canis Guard.They have to be the best just to be considered for their Academy."

"But they don't come from the same kind of place as you do," Melanie said."I think that's the real attraction for Regency kids.Every son and daughter who's lived in this house has been under the protection of the Guard and gotten to know them…personally.Admit it, it's exciting and a little dangerous to be with someone who comes from another kind of life, a different class, where it's not always so shiny and proper and refined."

Looking back at her, this time curling my lip a bit, I said, "You're making it sound like some ‘Lady and the Tramp' fantasy.They're not mutts; they're wolves.At least they are, part of the time.I know it's what Regency kids do, but it's not like that.And the ‘class' thing is ridiculous.The Regency isn't actually royalty, you know.My father was elected to this position, like all the Regents before him.It's not like the divine right and the line of succession, back centuries ago on Earth."

Pointedly, she asked, "So you don't find it even a little thrilling to know that the guy you're with is from a whole different kind of life than you are, where they have this other side that's an animal and not a human?You mean you don't see even a little danger in it?"

I faced her with hands on my hips, looking very sleek in my jumpsuit."Just like it's not ‘Lady and the Tramp,' it's not like some ancient ‘Wolf Man' movie, either.They're not going to turn into wolf monsters who want to tear my throat out.Wolves are strong and powerful and cunning, and every lycanthrope is a bit of a human and a bit of a wolf.They're not dangerous; they're fascinating.And it's not just the sons and daughters of the Regency who think so.Lots of people are attracted to them."

Melanie made a naughty little grin."Lots of people don't see them parading around in their sleeveless uniforms that say, ‘Take me to bed, human girl, if you dare'."

"Oh, stop," I said, waving dismissively at her."You've been with them too.Do you really go with them because you think they're dangerous?"

"I go with them," Melanie said, "because when I'm alone with one, I like to have him slip into his other body—and I like to pet them."

That startled me."Pet them?Like a dog?"

"You mean you've been with them and never petted them?Oh, Tara, I'm surprised at you!The next time you have one, you have to have him morph for you and let you pet him.It's the most amazing thing, the way they lie there and kick their legs and grumble and growl while you run your hands over them.You're right, it's just like having a huge dog."She looked off, remembering some earlier time."And it makes great foreplay."Looking back at me, she said, "Seriously, I can't believe you've never tried it."

I actually considered that for a moment, then said, "It's always been enough for me, just knowing they're wolves inside."Then, quickly getting back on topic, I said, "And besides, how do you know I'm really so different from them?How do you know I'm not a little bit of a wolf inside?"

"Tara, please…," Melanie scoffed.

"No, I mean it," I insisted."Maybe I have only one, human body.And maybe my life is, how did you put it, shiny and proper and refined.But how do you know what I'm really like inside, even if I'm not a wolf?I have the protection of the Guard, that's true.But I've also had self-defense training.I've been taught how to elude an attacker, or fend one off if I have to.And if I say so myself, I was good at it.Daddy thinks it's too dangerous for me to go off the Manor property now, but if I ran into a dangerous situation, I could handle myself.I could."

Melanie shook her head."It's nothing anywhere near like the same kind of training that the Guard gets.You can't tell me that if you had to face Soorns by yourself, or some of their mutations, you'd be able to handle it the way, for example, Sub-Commander Nick or Lieutenant Lon could.Or Sub-Lieutenant Kris.No, see, the reason you're so interested in them is one, Regency kids always go with them, and two, Canis Guards and you really are two different breeds.Opposite breeds.People are interested in being with what they're not."

"Not always," I argued."Remember, not one of the kids who lived in this mansion before Daddy was elected, ended up married to a Canis Guard.They all either stayed single or married someone from their own kind of background."

"Right.While they lived here, they went slumming."

I made a sour face at her."I've never liked that word—slumming.I never liked the way it implied that one person was better than others, or stooping down to be with someone else.That's the reason why we're not really royalty and I'm not really a Princess."I turned back to the mirror to check my jumpsuit one more time."We've been over that kind of thinking for hundreds of years.Only the British still hold on to it because it's so much of their identity.‘Princess' is nothing but a word.I'm a girl—a woman—who's attracted to a certain kind of man who is also a wolf and wears a uniform, and that's all."

"Mm-hmm," said Melanie."While you stand in your elegant, royal-looking bedroom trying on your jumpsuit made of the finest carbon-Lycra silk weave imported from the high-end fashion houses of New Manhattan."

"Don't you have some spin doctoring to do on some legislative press release?" I asked, sounding more annoyed with my friend than I actually was."Go find some way to make it sound like some Noble didn't mean what he said in an interview, will you?I have to meet Nick and Lon for their practice session."

Melanie laughed, knowing that she had my number, and walked me out.

*****

The basement of the Regency Manor had a large gym facility where the Canis Guard had privileges.It had two big rooms, one with the exercise machines; and another, more open room that the Guard mainly used, which was for weapons and target practice.Sub-Commander Nick and Lieutenant Lon, knowing that I wasn't allowed to leave the estate, had thoughtfully booked themselves a session in the weapons and target practice room where I was allowed to go.I walked down to the basement and went to the door for that second room, and hit the entrance panel on the wall beside its door.The panel lit up and trilled a tone, and the door slid open.I stepped inside and onto a broad, open, padded floor—in the middle of an area of sunshine, a field of green grass with trees, and twittering birds.

That was only what it seemed to be.This room had holographic walls that could be set to "vanish" and become any of hundreds of different settings.People who came here could make it seem to be all sorts of environments—even under the sea—on practically any planet that humans had ever visited.Right now, Nick and Lon had programmed it to become a pastoral setting, such as you might find in any number of suburban or rural areas on Earth.It was as charming as the two Guards occupying it were heart-stopping.

I'd been in the company of members of the Guard before, and been intimate with them, but these were the two most stunning specimens I had yet encountered.They were both dressed in almost nothing, which showed how truly stunning they were.All that they wore were thongs with large, hard protective cups for their masculine assets; and belts to which the holsters of their two-guns were attached.They were otherwise in full, awesome display.Tall, sandy-haired Nick, with his very short-cut beard, was a tower of lean, smooth muscle, as hairless (except for his face) in this body as his other form was furry.The artificial sunlight caressed those muscles in a way as to make you want to run your own fingers over them.Standing near him, Lon was darker, a little shorter, and a little scruffier in the handsomeness of his face, but every bit as delectable.He had a slightly leaner build, and his chest bristled with hair that went down his abs to the protective cup of his thong.Hair dusted his lean, strong legs as well.The two of them acknowledged me with a smile and a nod when I walked in.

"Good afternoon, Princess…Tara," Nick greeted me, correcting himself.

"Tara," said Lon, welcomingly.

"Hi, guys," I said, deliberately not sounding like someone "royal."I looked to one side of the room, where benches stood by the edge of the floor where the illusion of grass began."Thanks for letting me sit in.I'll be quiet while you practice; you won't even know I'm here."

Nick turned up one corner of his mouth in the sexiest grin."We're glad to know you're here.Please, have a seat."

"We're practicing with energy blades," said Lon.

"Wonderful," I said, making my way over to one of the benches."Start whenever you're ready."

By the time I reached the bench, they were already halfway through their transformation.I'd seen lycanthropes do this any number of times before, but it was still fascinating to watch.Their already muscular bodies grew even more so as the fur erupted on them—tones of grey on Nick and grey and brown on Lon.Their hands became padded and grew claws; their human feet turned to something between the feet of a man and a canine.The shape of their heads and the position and shape of their ears transformed; their faces turned to snouts with black noses.In a moment, I was looking at two tall wolves in human shape.

Each of them pulled the two-gun from his holster.They brushed their padded thumbs against a surface on the handle, and the energy blade function produced a glowing force-field rapier that on its highest setting could slice open the hull of a spaceship.Just for practice they had it set low.They held up their blades and Nick, his voice turned deeper and more throaty in this shape, called, "En garde!"Grinning, I settled down on the bench and watched the two of them leap into action.

They showed the same agility in practice that they'd shown out in the courtyard when the trees attacked.I almost couldn't follow the way they leapt, spun, twisted, and ducked—and struck the shimmering blades of their weapons together.When the blades hit, they made a loud noise that was a combination of a sizzle and a scream, force field against force field, energy screaming at energy.Even if you knew what was happening and were prepared for it, the sound could make you jump, as I did at first.But far more mesmerizing than how their blades hit against each other was how their wolf-human bodies looked as they moved.They were a mix of grace, speed, and power.Nick sliced through the air at Lon's chest, and Lon swayed back, went into a crouch, and then with blinding speed leapt up, swinging at his comrade.Nick hefted his blade up to parry Lon's down-thrust, their blades singing together, before Nick spun away and then spun back at Lon.Meeting this advance, Lon swung his blade under and up against Nick's weapon, deflecting it.

With rapt attention and speeding heartbeat, I watched the two of them go at it relentlessly.I could just imagine how either of them would be in actual combat, and I wondered how any foe might think he was a match for them.Why would the Soorns even consider attacking Lycia again, knowing that defenders like these would be here waiting for them?Nick thrust at Lon, who feinted to one side and brought his blade down screaming against Nick's.Then the two of them broke out into a flurry of swings, lunges, thrusts, and parries, their flashing blades making streaks in the air.I grinned with excitement, watching this display of canine power and human determination.Which of them would finally best the other one?

Soon I had my answer.They swung at each other and their blades met in an "X" that gave off what almost sounded like a howl.They held that standoff for a hot, lingering moment, before Nick pulled back and went into a spin.Lon moved in, thinking to catch Nick at a vulnerable instant, but faster than I could follow, Nick spun all the way around.He made one swing to deflect the thrust of Lon's blade, then moved in and struck the flat of his weapon against Lon's side.There was a noise like a snap of electricity, and with a yelp, Lon leapt back, then fell back onto his haunches.Nick, one hand on his hip, stood over Lon, aiming the point of his weapon at Lon's chest.Lon made a sound like a growl mixed with a whine—and hit the control on the hilt of his weapon to retract the blade.

Victorious, Nick raised his weapon and retracted his own blade into the hilt.Then he held a hand forward and down to help Lon up.

From my vantage point on the bench, I began to applaud.I stood up, clapping my hands at them."Bravo!Well done!"

They both morphed back to human, and I saw that Lon had a purplish red mark on the side where he'd been hit.But he expressed no pain.He only held out his arms to say he was all right."Thank you, Princ…Tara.No harm done."

Now back in human form, nearly naked except for those tantalizing thongs and cups, they sheathed their weapons back in their holsters, a gesture I found wonderfully symbolic.

"You guys are really formidable," I said."I pity the Soorn who has to face the two of you."

"So do I," said Nick with undisguised pride.The myth of the "Alpha Male" was disproven centuries ago, but the way he embodied it was so arousing.

"I understand you're going out on maneuvers with some of the other Guards to keep your skills sharp," I mentioned.

"Necessary, especially now," Lon said."We need to make sure we're ready for anything."

Looking them up and down and trying to seem discreet about it, I couldn't imagine either of these guys not being "ready for anything."And I could well guess the kind of thing for which they might be prepared—if they were in the mood for it.Though, knowing lycanthrope and Guard men as I did, they could be in the mood for certain things at a moment's notice.

"How soon do you have to leave?" I asked.

Nick replied, "Pretty soon.Right after we have a shower."And they both looked me up and down in my very form-fitting white jumpsuit that I had put on for the express purpose of joining them for their practice.I could tell they were being just as "discreet" as I was.

"I guess you should get going then," I said with just a suggestive smile.

With a gesture at the door, Nick said, "After you."

He was being polite, and deferential to my "Princess" status.To be gracious in return, I headed for the door.But it disappointed me that I couldn't walk behind him and Lon and watch the way their uncovered buttocks moved under the straps of those thongs.

I touched the door panel.It slid open and I stood in the threshold, watching the two muscular, excruciatingly gorgeous Guards walking up behind me."I could walk you to the showers if you like."

Nick and Lon traded a look that made me think they were howling silently in their heads.Then Nick said to me, "We'd like that very much."

"Very much," Lon agreed.

The three of us stepped out of the practice room and headed to the left, with Lon on one side of me and Nick on the other.

*****

It was a brightly lit room with off-white walls and floor, and lockers against two walls and rows of benches in the middle.At the far end was a half-wall with an open part that served as the partition and entrance between this locker room and the shower stalls.

In my jumpsuit and short boots, I had more to remove than the two Guards had, but I kept my eyes on them for the minute that I took to undress.Without any ado, they removed their holster belts and placed them in lockers.Then they pulled off their thongs, cups and all, and did the same with them.Hardly aware of what I was doing with my own garments, I looked at Nick Travis and Lon Black, now fully naked and liking what they saw as they gazed back at me.Below Lon's waist was a thatch of dark hair, and under that, the hardened rod of a long erection pointed at me like a "weapon" of another kind, made to give pleasure instead of battle.At Nick's crotch was a triangle of short hair over another erect piece, a bit longer than Lon's and aimed right at me.

The guys collected my jumpsuit and boots from the floor where I'd left them at my feet and put them in a locker.Mesmerized by the wondrous sight of their fully exposed bodies and their stiff and ready cocks, I pulled off my halter and panties without taking my eyes from the two of them, and they put my underthings in the locker and closed it.I couldn't help my eyes wandering down their bodies to what they had to offer me.

"I take it you approve," said Nick.

"Very much," I said, wanting to lick my chops like a wolf.

As gallantly as Nick had said in the practice room, Lon said, "After you."And he gestured at the opening in the half-wall.

"Please—after you," I said.I hadn't had the pleasure of watching their asses move when they left the practice room.Having them fully naked, I was not about to miss that pleasure here.

Smiling and nodding, again in deference to my station, Nick and Lon started towards the showers.I was thrilled to know that this was the last deference and gallantry I was going to get from them.And seeing their asses move with their stride, I wouldn't have had it any other way.They looked over their shoulders at me, as if inviting me to grab those sweet-looking, muscular buns.And I'd take them up on that invitation soon enough.

The water in the shower was warm.The three of us were much hotter.

Once we were all wet, Nick and Lon stood under the water stream with me facing them, and Nick said, "You can lather us up and rinse us off, if you like."

If I liked…!As if he even had to ask.I reached next to Lon for the soap dispenser and filled the palm of one hand with it."Nick always goes first," Lon said.Well, of course Nick always went first.It was the myth of the Alpha Male wolf, though I suspected there was nothing truly "Beta" about Lon.He was just deferring to the officer in charge.Glancing at Lon's throbbing dick, I took my handful of soap and slathered it all over the smooth, chiseled musculature of Nick's body.I felt the desire rumbling inside him as I created a foam over his chest and abs, shoulders and arms.And then I took the last of the lather down to his pelvis where the thing I most wanted to touch was waiting for me.

My hand moved over the shaft of flesh-jacketed steel that was Nick's hard-on.It surged at my touch, like the mighty beast that he was inside, and he leaned his head back into the water stream and gurgled, "Oh, fuck yes…"

The grasping of my hand on his pulsating cock echoed the sentiment.What he had just said was what I so dearly wanted both of them to do to me.My hand slid up his shaft and my fingers found the soaked, warm pouch of his scrotum.I tenderly squeezed his balls, imagining what they would soon shoot into me, and Nick tossed his head in the water and uttered, "Mmm…fuck…"

A further thrill came to me when Lon reached over and fondled my breast and playfully pinched my hardened nipple.I tore my eyes from Nick's penis to gaze into the growing lust on Lon's face, and then moved my sight down to what Lon had waiting for me below.Quickly, I went for another handful of soap and did the same service for Lon as I did for Nick, moving my lathering hands over his body and enjoying the hairiness of his chest and stomach.I caressed Lon's erection, which throbbed in my hand with the same eagerness as Nick's.He was so wonderfully long and hard!Nick took my other hand and guided it back to his penis, and I stood with them under the warm, running water, almost dizzy with delight at the way both of their dicks felt in my grasp.

Nick shut off the water and pulled me to him.He took my mouth in a kiss that felt as wet as the shower.He slipped his hand around and grabbed me by one buttock, while Lon moved in closer and took hold of my other butt cheek while kissing and licking my neck and shoulder.Meanwhile, both of their cocks strained mightily in my hand, communicating their desire and echoing my own.

Lifting his head from my shoulder, Lon gave my bottom a slippery squeeze and said in a low voice, "Nick gets your pussy first."

Excitedly, I released Lon's dong and turned my full attention to his friend.Nick took me in both arms, kissing me fiercely, and maneuvered me around to put my back against the shower wall.I let go of his dick and let him take full control.He slid his hand between my thighs and said, "Open your legs."Obeying him, I parted my thighs to admit him.He took hold of his prick and bent his knees while moving his glans to the opening of my vulva.Then, with one smooth stroke, Nick slipped the length of his boner up and into me.I let out a moan that bounced off the shower wall and held his torso tightly as Nick grunted against my neck and began to fuck me.

Pumping hard in and out of me, Nick made groans and growls that sounded like his inner beast.I gasped and whimpered in time with his noises, receiving his powerful thrusts and loving every inch of his demanding cock.The pleasure of the wet musculature of his body and the driving beats of his shaft inside my wetness made me almost delirious.He seized my mouth in torrid, steamy kisses, and growled at me, "You wanted this, didn't you, Princess, huh?You wanted to get yourself fucked like this…"

"Yes," I panted, and sucked at his lips."More.More…"

And he gave me more.He pumped himself hard in and out of me with all of his considerable might.He buried his face where my neck met my shoulder and began to bite there, almost as a beast might bite his prey.Consumed by Nick's lust, I rolled my head to the opposite side and stared into the sex-hungry eyes of Lon, where I saw an animal passion to match that of his friend.

Sure of what awaited me when Nick was finished, I let Lon run his knuckles along my arm and returned my full attention to Nick, kissing his shoulder and caressing the flexing muscles of his back and his bottom while he went on giving me the full force of his fucking.Whimpering and moaning all the louder, I continued to receive the thrusting of his prick, letting him feed my body and my sex all the desire that he had.

Barely able to contain my elation at what Nick was doing to me, I moved my hands to his buttocks and was almost as ecstatic at their pumping hardness as I was at the in-and-out pistoning of his cock inside me.I squeezed his ass and dug my fingernails into the muscular mounds of it, and his roaring voice bounced off the shower walls:"OH, FUCK, YES!"He rammed his boner into me all the harder and I felt building up inside both of us a heat that seemed as if it could melt the moisture of the shower right off our skin.He kissed me savagely, then tore his lips away and grunted hard, "Fuck, fuck, FUCK, I'm gonna come.Oh, SHIT, I'm gonna cream!Oh, SHIT…!"

And he did!The heat and thunder of pleasure built up inside Nick and finally released themselves.He let out another incoherent bellow of frenzied passion, and I panted and whimpered at the furious stroking of his cock inside me, and then there was a new, slippery wetness between my thighs from the gushing of white gobs of semen that poured freely from his prick.It exuded from around his shaft while it moved in and out of my pussy, and fell in thick white dollops onto the shower floor.I went on panting at this wet, sticky expression of Nick's rapture, and kissed at his neck and shoulders and rubbed his ass cheeks which I knew must have red marks from my fingernails.He huffed and puffed like a wolf in a fairy tale, stroking out the last of his hard-on.

Breathlessly, pumping his cock more slowly inside me after his climax, he looked over at Lon and said, "Man, wait ‘til you get some of this."He kissed me on the cheek."You are gonna love this pussy."

Rubbing my arm, Lon said wickedly, "I can tell."

Slowly, Nick's erection subsided until it slipped out of my sex.I looked down and saw both my vulva and his glans dripping with his semen, which only made me want more of what I'd just gotten.I glanced over at Lon, who now played at my nipple with his knuckles, and saw in his eyes a promise of more.

Gulping, breathing heavily and wiping his brow, Nick moved away from me and settled against the shower wall beside me."Go ahead, man.Get some of that.Shit, that pussy is good.Oh, shit…"

Lon moved instantly.He took Nick's place and pulled me into a kiss that almost made me think we needed another dousing with water.His hardened maleness pulsed hotly against my stomach.At the parting of the kiss, he said, "Turn around; let me fuck you from behind."

My heart raced at what he'd asked.Still groggy from what Nick did to me, I carefully turned my back to Lon and braced my hands against the wall, and glanced down to the floor at my feet and the telltale globs of Nick's cream.Instinctively I opened my legs again.Immediately, I had no time to dwell on that any more.There was a hot, wet rustling in the cleft of my buttocks, which went down and under to where my sex exuded the last of Nick's cum.Lon encircled my bosom with one arm, and with his free hand he guided the head of his prick into my open and waiting pussy and slid it smoothly into me.The shower echoed with the wail of newly unfettered pleasure that I released as Lon penetrated me from behind.I heard him grunt ferociously at this first stroke of his fucking.

The pumping of Lon's dick inside me came hard and fast, making my heart race and my blood pump all the more quickly.The pleasure of him moving in and out of me was so intense that I sucked my lower lip to stop myself screaming from ecstasy.I released my lip and started to pant feverishly, as if the rapid, urgent thrusting of Lon's boner, combined with the pounding of his crotch against my ass, would drive me mad.

And from behind me, Lon's voice sounded just as insane with pleasure."Oh, shit, man, you're right.Her pussy's good. Shit, her pussy's fantastic…"And his voice dissolved into incoherent and euphoric moans.

The sounds of Lon's crotch slamming against my buttocks mixed with the low, throaty chuckles of Nick beside us as he watched his friend give me my second animal fucking.He held me by my hips while I kept my hands braced against the wall.The in-and-out thrust and pounding of his cock, the way it took possession of my pussy, became so great that I couldn't stay standing.Whimpering with unbearable pleasure, I started to slide downward until Lon's prick slipped out of me and I was on my knees.Lon responded instantly.He laid me down on the floor where Nick's cum had collected, and put himself down behind me.We lay like spoons on the wet floor now, Lon's torso against my back.He lifted my thigh and moved the hardened, pulsing length of his dong back into me.I cried out again with the return of that all-consuming pleasure as Lon once again fucked me from behind.But this time as he pumped hard in and out of me, he moved a hand around me and below my bush and began to play with the tender little bud of my clitoris.

With Lon's dick penetrating me and his fingers teasing my bud, I was besieged by twice the pleasure.Nick came around us and crouched in front of us, watching his friend madly fuck me."That's good, isn't it?" Nick said."Don't you love that cock?"

I could only answer with a drunken moan as Lon, kissing at my shoulder, said, "Oh yeah, she loves it.She loves how we fuck."And he strummed at my clit as if playing a tune on an instrument, which made me almost howl like the wolves they were inside.

My voice came as a series of moans, building to a crescendo at what Lon was doing to me, until the ever-growing pleasure overwhelmed me.The fierce thrusting of Lon's dong in my passage, the beating of his crotch and bush on my buttocks, and the strumming of his fingers on my clit were all too much for me.Driven to my peak and over it, I let out a wail of ultimate joy, my entire body tingling with an all-powerful orgasm.And I lay there breathlessly and helplessly, letting Lon fuck me on and on, playing with my breasts, squeezing my nipples between his fingers, until he too could no longer contain himself.He fucked me faster and faster, going deep and claiming me completely, until at last, like his friend before him, he let go.I felt a pulsating heat in my depths, and deep inside me he gushed with a climax of his own.He relaxed only a bit, continuing to move his cock in and out of me, gradually slowing down, the pleasure between us turning from a raging inferno to a long, slow burn.

In the last heat of Lon's sex, he wrapped an arm around me and angled his face down to mine for a simmering, smoldering kiss.Nick was now sitting down on his bottom next to us, appreciating the torrid fucking that his friend had given me.He smiled a crooked smile and said, "Nice job, buddy."

Lon kissed me again and said to me, "That was more than nice."

I sighed deeply in Lon's arms with his softened dick resting in the cleft of my buttocks.I had loved their cocks every bit as much as they'd loved my pussy.It was a shame they'd have to leave after this.

Eventually we all got to our feet, but Nick and Lon couldn't keep their hands off me, not that I minded.They took turns kissing me while playing with my breasts, which made me doubly regret that I couldn't have them again right away.But their true duties called them.

Echoing my thoughts and running a finger between my labia, Nick said, "It's too bad we have to go now.I wish we could take you to bed and fuck your pussy all night."

"Mm-hmm," said Lon, rustling his own fingers in my pubes."You'd be as good a fuck with me on top of you as behind you."

"We'll have to look forward to that," I said.And they agreed, Nick kissing me and Lon doing likewise.

It was a shame to have to go back out to the locker room and towel off and get dressed again.It was a shame to see their penises disappear into their uniforms from inside their lockers.I wanted them so much more.What was I to do while they were out on maneuvers of a different kind than they had just had with me?

Of course, there was always Kris Tynan…