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said as she got up.
    “Then I will date no one as I am one of a kind,” Mordecai said, just as he spotted Robert entering the restaurant.
    Robert saw Mordecai and worked his way to the back of the dining room.
    “Now here he is …”
    “The blond? He looks like an Aryan,” Rose said with shock.
    “Mother!”
    Robert walked over to the booth as Mordecai stood and introduced his mother. She nodded, handed him a menu and walked away.
    Dinner went smoothly, considering everyone in the restaurant was staring at them, and Rose appeared to be studying rather than observing the two men.
    Mordecai went to pay the bill, but his mother would have none of it, so he left the equivalent as the tip, and he and Robert left the restaurant.
    “Where to now?” Robert asked.
    “Well, I have an early day tomorrow …”
    “Don’t be silly, come to my place for a drink …”
    “I don’t drink,” Mordecai quickly answered. “My people always eat, but rarely drink.”
    “Mordecai, that was my way of getting you to my apartment to have a little fun,” Robert said with a smile.
    “Oh,” Mordecai said naïvely.
    “You don’t get out much, do you?”
    Mordecai didn’t answer as they headed to Robert’s apartment.
    Once inside, Robert did not waste any time. He pounced on Mordecai practically ripping off the museum cataloguer’s clothes as he drove his tongue into his mouth, and Mordecai did not resist. Robert then stepped back to remove his shirt, and his eyes popped as he got the first full view of Mordecai in nothing but a pair of white briefs.
    “Oh my God,” Robert said as he slowly undressed himself. “Who knew that under all that baggy clothing stood an Adonis?” He removed the last stitch, and completely naked, walked over to Mordecai and ran his hands all over the superhero’s body, totally unaware that he had seen that physique before, only covered in dark blue tights and wearing a white mask. As he ran his hands up the back of Mordecai’s neck, he went to remove the yarmulke, but Mordecai stopped him.
    “That stays on,” Mordecai said as he grabbed Robert’s wrist. Mordecai then ran his hands down Robert’s furry torso and grabbed his six-inch dick, which was raging hard. Not too large, but Mordecai always marveled at smaller penises, wondering what it would be like to be normal.
    Robert grabbed the waist of Mordecai’s briefs and worked them down but had trouble stretching them past the tall Hebrew’s hard-on.
    “Here, let me help you,” Mordecai said as he eased his foot-long schlong out of his briefs before sliding them down his huge thighs and kicking them away.
    Robert reached for Mordecai’s kosher meat with his mouth agape and his eyes wide open. “I can’t get my hand around it. This is the biggest thing I’ve ever seen.”
    Mordecai eased him over to the bed, and as Robert sat on the edge of the bed facing the Hebrew sausage, he tried to get his mouth around the baseball-sized head, but it was no use.
    I am cursed , Mordecai thought. But his dick was leaking so much precum that Robert worked the entire shaft and head with his tongue and lapped up every drop of the delicious nectar, moaning and leaking himself at the same time. With one hand, he stroked the length of it, and with the other, he felt every inch of Mordecai’s smooth, powerful body.
    Mordecai eased him on his back and worked his legs over Robert’s head as he faced the shegatz’s crotch. Six inches was fine for Mordecai, for he could get the entire length in his mouth and enjoy every drop. Robert continued doing what he could with all that cock he was given to play with – stroking and licking – and his tongue found the sweet spot between the ball sac and the asshole, marveling at how hard even that was. He reached around and ran his hands all over Mordecai’s enormous muscular butt, all the while moaning in total ecstasy as his cock was deep into the hunky Hebrew’s mouth. Mordecai worked Robert’s cock, making it leak