His legs came apart part way and I could see down the leg of his shorts. He wasn't wearing underwear and I could see right to his crotch. There was a ...eautiful cut cock laying down the right leg of the shorts over a equally gorgeous set of balls. He had a small trimmed bush of light brown hair which was also very visible. I felt kind of like a shit looking at him after he was good enough to stop to help me but I couldn't turn away. As he worked, I noticed that his cock was beginning to grow.. " I smiled."Yeah," he said, "I'm embarrassed, too. I've got an idea--come over here to the table a minute." His hand pressed gently on my back, as if we were dancing, and propelled me toward the table. Once there, he let go of me, picked up a wineglass, and filled it from one of the bottles next to the punchbowl. "Here," he said, handing me the glass."But I already have a drink!" There I was, standing with a glass in each hand."Yep, you do, one in each hand." He moved around behind me and stood. They were told that they were only going to fly to a clear bit of space, do a couple of jumps and come back. So, the crew was not very worried when they left.They did, however, become extremely upset at finding themselves being directed to keep jumping towards another star system. The crews were private contractors, not military or UNSEC crews. They were a temporary crew, assigned to do the test and then deliver the ships to their new owners.The crew of eight aboard the Dragonfly were even more. I popped on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and went for a walk. The local wood, not a beauty spot by any means, looked lovely in the bright sunlight, and under the trees there was some respite from the heat. A cool breeze rustled the branches, making the light dance around in frantic patterns.I found myself at a secluded spot, and sat myself down against a tree. I dozed for a little and dreamed some in my sleep. I awoke, suddenly, to the sound of giggling nearby, and with a semi-hard-in due.