Archibald cogitated about, when the last time was he felt like that? Yes, a lot of sexual captures, experiences and adventures would be there to count, back to the early school days when he began to be aware of that he had the biggest cock of all the guys under the football team showers and was envied and admired. But true emotions or even love, that was something completely different and so hard to find. The wall around his heart was high in the meanwhile, built by all the disappointing experiences with shallow boys seeking only sexual adventures with a big dick or hunting after sugardaddies.
Somehow Archibald knew Nick was different, He was so curious to find out more about this guy. Too bad he couldn't convince him to join the evening event when they met earlier this day, but the next chance would definitely come. He was pleased that a new Catering Services Manager was hired. Hopefully Nick would return some order to the 'creeping chaos' as the club facilities and members services and expectations grew. When he and a few friends had organized themselves to welcome exceptional men, they did not contemplate the numbers, and social, sexual opportunities that would quickly follow.
The dark masculine decor, paneling and overstuffed leather upholstered furniture in the Cigar and Smoke Room reflected a more genteel time past. Central to the room was a heavy, carved and embellished oak table on which sat the double guillotine cap cutter, and the Colbri Quasar lighter. The 'Box', still sealed with Gold Leaf bands and seals now awaited the guests. Archibald's ample cock began to respond. The fire, the smell of leather and tannin, and his anticipation for the evening thickening his shaft and creating a subtle tingle in his nuts.