I have not had this so great passionate sex with anyone in a long time.Until the mosquitos started to bite my ass. I mean a whole swarm of them had be...n attracted by our body heat and sweat. We were swatting them and it was like hell! I looked at him and said follow me. I ran toward the water. I knew it was breezy there and the mosquitos would not bother us.We got to the waters edge and stopped. They had not followed. I took his hand looked in his eyes and kissed him. I drove my tongue down his. “Are you sure? I mean you just have to be 100% sure. I don't want you to resent us at all down the line, so you just have to be 100% sure,” I replied. “I'm sure, I guess I'd just prefer it if you didn't do it when I'm here,” John said. “OK, I love you, do you truly believe that?” I asked John. “Yes of course I do. If you had a lesbian relationship someone with her, I guess that would be better than someone I don't know. If you want to kiss each other in front of me, do it, but limit them. At this point I have to say thank god I didn't have to stand upcause my cock was so hard, a combination of Jeff's soft yet masculinevoice and the words of the sex acts had me totally hot and I was not aqueer or so I thought at that time. Dad to my utter surprise poured anther drink for the 8 of us and ashe passed them out said "You know it does all make perfect sense, I meanif two men can give each other pleasure and they are close then Hell whynot?"One of the older Professors piped in. I watched her leave, admiring the way her hips shifted in her form fitting khakis, and waited a few moments before I quietly shut my door and fell back against it. I inhaled deeply, and let out a long, tension-filled breath. I wanted to masturbate, to rip my jeans open and stroke myself right then and there. My fingers ached with the need. But there was no time for that. Not yet. There was work to be done. I walked across the room and plopped down in my high-backed leather office chair.