As I sat and relaxed in the water, my boy dick grew harder, I imaginedone of the popular jocks from school swimming in the pool with me, his hot six p...cked rippedbody moving closer to me, his massive manhood swaying in the water in front of me, my fingers dove straight in my ass imagining it was his big hard manhood, I was pumping my boy cock in my hand furiously will pushing in fingers as fast as I can, I was moaning and grunting nearing my climax my cock pulsing and sweat pouring down my. Do you have anything Halal?”Bastard shook his head “Sorry, we only have organic meats here, nothing that has been tortured to death.”#1 raised his eyebrows threateningly, but before he could speak Alun Honeycomb interrupted.“Betcha got some Kosher stuff though, eh, Bastard?” he chortled.Bastard shook his head once more “Sorry, we only have organic meats here, nothing that has been tortured to death.”“SILENCE!” screamed you-know-who again “YOU ARE YIDDISH DEVIL?” he pointed his weapon at. Of course, at 1am, nothing was on TV so we decided to play a game of foosball. As was the typical bet, winner picks what shots we make afterwards, I won fairly easily, 10-4, so went with just straight vodka.Mike seemed a bit surprised; he usually wins, and when I win, it's usually really close. I told him I’d been practicing a bit! He demanded a rematch, so obliged. He was really destroying me. It was 7-0 when he said “Man, you better score soon or your going to have to hope your neighbors are. I was a daddy. Just as the healer said. I drove home, stripped, showered and fell into bed. It was nearly three.The phone woke me at ten."Hollister." Gordy, Evans." Hi, Captain. Let me go back to sleep. Patrick was born this morning. I need more sleep." Congratulations. I'll call later."I turned over. Then it was noon. I shaved and dressed, had juice and bread and was off to the Royal Perth. I got there before one. Rob and Mary were in the waiting room."Hey," said Mary. "He had to see Patrick.".