Dominated By Robert And His Cock Forced indoors, I stood dripping wet in the cavernous lobby of Avery Fisher Hall, searching among the similarly hapless figures hurrying by outside in the central plaza, fearing that I might miss him altogether. Matt lived a few hours away from the college in a rural, backwoods part of the state. Gil remained motionless, staring at me, no response at all. The hallway leading back to the adult theater is line with private viewing rooms. It involves interracial sexual encounters. Justin and Chris:
Tell you sometime.
Let me take a look at ya. I followed Gil up the side of the road, watching the way his ass moved in the tight wranglers. I was unceremoniously slung over a shoulder and taken back to the rear.
I needn't have worried.