I was constantly horny, and could cum two or three times a day, back then, and my man-size cock was always ready to spring into action. I usually wore...shorts, and would avoid wearing underpants, or, if I wore them at all, I had a couple of pairs that I laundered myself, with a hole that I could push my cock through, almost like wearing a cock ring – a great sensation.So, one day, I wandered into a small movie, theater, known by all as “the bug house” and it was said to be the haunt of dirty old. Peter stepped on Susie's toes three times, and at one point was reciting dialog from act three while the rest of us were rehearsing act one. I wasn't much better, though I didn't step on anyone's toes.Mr. Reed had arranged for us to have the stage all day, so we were able to get a full run though before lunch, then work the scenes that Robbie was most worried about, then another full run though. The only catch had been springing some of our troop from the middle school, but Mr. Hallowell helped. "Okay, I'm leaving now but I want the grand tour before we come back here, okay?" Okay, Cal. I'll be ready."I jumped in the truck and hurried along the Colorado River, turning off to Jesse's small ranch. I was surprised at how neatly organized everything was. As I stopped, the horses ran to the edge of the corral, looking at me with such longing I wished I had brought some apples or carrots.Jesse came running out with a small bag, smiling and trying to explain: "Jan said to plan on staying. At nine fifteen, the train pulled in to the station. I could see Lena way down the train leaning out of a window waving furiously. I waved back and I actually felt my heart leap at the sight of her.The train stopped and Lena jumped down on to the platform with a wheeled suitcase behind her. She started running towards me and I did the same. It was just like those silly romantic slow motion scenes where lovers run towards each other's open arms. Lena raced towards me dragging her case behind her.