Clean up finished, Boris was sitting on the floor at Archibald's feet. Archibald rose from his chair and as he did, Boris reached up meekly and caressed his long, full cock. " That was the best one ever, the best anytime Arch!" He exclaimed. " Don't call me that" Archibald corrected. "My name is Archibald, and I'm ready for a Cigar". Boris looked determined, as he stood and put his arms around Archibald and said, "Archibald, I was just thinking that next time we can smoke our Cigar together, if your chair will hold us." The light went on in Archibald's eyes. If he was smoking with Boris in his lap he wasn't sucking and swallowing. Archibald smiled. " Gentleman, Boris and I will need your assistance again at our next 'Smoke' if you don't mind."