Date: Fri, 14 Oct 2011 09:36:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: gaurang kamat <gaurang_kamat2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hank Rearden and Francisco D Anconia

Hank kept thinking about Francisco that night. Of course he was intrigued
to note that Francisco was completely different than what the newspapers
had projected him. Hank thought to himself 'yes i did need that gratitude
that Francisco was offering me, I was just too proud to accept it". As he
stood under the shower letting the warm water fall on his hairy lean body,
Hank felt an urge to relieve himself. Of course Lillian was in the bed
room, and would have obliged should Hank have made any move to have
sex. But he was tired of her. What does she want from me i have wondered
since the wedding day, he kept saying to himself.

Since the first time he met Dagny he had felt that burning desire to fuck
her on a train, if possible. Today she was the only sight worth watching,
he said to himself. other than Francisco of course.

Hank closed his eyes and tried to remember Francisco's persona - standing
six feet tall with hair that was long and covered his eyes, jet black in
color, wrinkled...Francisco's long fingers that Hank wondered could do what
other wonders. Francisco's crooked smile and his magnificent voice as he
spoke..gosh Hank could feel his nine incher grow. He wanted to relieve
himself but didnt muster the courage to do so. It was long since he had
made out with a guy - maybe as a kid.  but for the last many years he had
submerged himself in his lab. only when Lillian came into his life, he had
thought that would be an end to his celibacy - but he was wrong. Off late
he never felt aroused with her. Maybe because he wanted to sleep with Dagny

But today meeting Francisco was an eye opener. Hank now knew that he needed
to have the guy some day...

..........

Francisco stepped into his suite and took a sigh of relief. It was almost a
year since he, John and Ragnar had made out. It was almost 10 years since
that last night with Dagny - and since then Francisco had not touched any
other woman - of course he had had men - John and Ragnar were amongst his
favorite fuck buddies. he had Midas Mulligan once, but the muscular man was
really too aggressive even for a stud such as Francisco. Then there was
Owen Kellogg who sucked like a crazy animal..and of course the brakeman
that John stole from Dagny.

But Hank Rearden was something. The clothes Hank wore didnt do justice in
hiding his package. Hank had been thinking of that since the evening. Of
course i admire Hank for his ability to produce Rearden metal - and for
which i am willing to offer him gratitude - not just in the form of words,
but maybe the guy needs a suck -- am willing to do that..also i need a
wank..I have been working too hard on losing on the San Sebastian mines..i
need to now think of these balls that need some milking

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to be continued...