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accommodate that requirement. When the agent in charge nodded, Kurt and Phil left the suite along with the others. The Secret Service command post was set up in the other room, just inside the doors that led to the outside. Two men took up positions directly outside the suite doors, and the rest of the close-in detail took up various posts around the immediate area.

    “Okay, you guys get some sleep,” the agent in charge said as he handed Kurt a room key. “You and Phil have got seven hours before you’re on duty down here. You’re off at six a.m. as usual. You can eat in your room or order food to be delivered here to the command post. When you’re off duty, you can make use of the spa. Just sign in and write down your room number. Any questions?”

    “Nope, time to sleep,” Kurt replied.

    The two agents went to their room, which was directly adjacent to the Presidential suite in a separate building. They found their luggage had already been delivered, and they checked out the room. It was a standard hotel guest room with minor upgrades, two queen-size beds, a big-screen TV, a coffee machine, and the other small amenities.

    “Let’s get to sleep. I’ll set the alarm for six, which will give us an hour to order breakfast, or whatever the hell we can get, shower, and dress. Sound good?”

    “Yeah. I’m just glad the boss gave us a couple extra hours before we have to be on duty. Normally, we’re on at six p.m.”

    “Don’t I know it.”

    The two friends got undressed and went to bed. As Kurt crawled between the sheets, Phil couldn’t help checking out his cute ass before it was covered. That was the last thing on his mind before he slipped off to a sound sleep.

    The men were jarred awake by the alarm and jumped out of bed immediately. Both men had the usual morning piss hard-on, and they laughed at their shared condition.

    “You want the usual for breakfast if we can get it?” Phil asked.

    “Yeah, and while you’re doing that, I’ll hit the shower,” Kurt replied.

    Kurt grabbed a fresh pair of underwear and his shaving gear and headed into the bathroom. He didn’t bother to close the door all the way so Phil would know it was okay to come in and start getting ready if he wanted to.

    As Kurt stood under the streaming hot water, Phil came in with his kit and prepared to brush his teeth.

    “We got breakfast with no problem. It’ll be here in twenty,” Phil shouted above the noise of the water.

    “Great, I was hoping we wouldn’t have to eat dinner when we first got up,” Kurt replied.

    When Kurt had finished washing, he shouted to Phil, “Want the water left on?”

    “Yeah, I’m ready to jump in,” came the reply.

    Kurt stepped around the curtain onto the bath mat that Phil had laid down and grabbed a towel. Phil slipped off his shorts and climbed in as Kurt dried off. While Phil washed, Kurt brushed his teeth and shaved. As he was finishing, the water went off, the curtain was drawn back, and Kurt handed Phil a towel.

    “Nice body.” Kurt uttered his usual retort in this situation.

    “Thanks, I try hard,” was the standard reply.

    Both men were in fresh underwear and socks when there was a knock on the door followed by, “Room service!”

    Phil peeked through the peephole and said, “It’s okay, just a guy,” before he opened the door and let the man wheel in their breakfast. Phil signed the bill and the waiter left. Both men sat down in their underwear and ate quickly, keeping an eye on the time.

    “Damn, this is great coffee!” Kurt said.

    “Yeah, I noticed that. For a change, it’s actually got some taste to it. This might not be a bad couple of days,” Phil answered.

    When they finished eating, they put on their suits, guns, badges, and security pins with the color of the day. Checking their watches, they saw they had seven minutes to report.

    “Let’s go, partner,” Kurt said, placing his hand on the small of Phil’s back as he went by.

    They reported into the command post exactly two minutes before their due time.

    “Hey, guys, everything is normal,” said the agent on duty. “There are seven guys outside and two on the rooftops with the standard equipment. You’ve got the hallway and entrance to the suite. The standard alarm buttons are in the suite, and these attach to your belts so that if someone presses the button, you’ll be able to hear it clearly. Also, as usual, the First Gentleman is armed. Any questions?”

    “Yeah,