The slightly sweet and saltiness of my nipple, which came from the light sweat from my restless night of tossing and turning in this summer heat. I sl...wly let out a light moan. As I'm about to start sucking my other nipple, there's a loud knock on the door."ARE YOU FINISHED YET?" my mum bellowed"I'll be five minutes!" Shit, I thought you myself, I'll have to finish later.I quickly hop into the shower and give myself a lather and rinse, just to get rid of the layer of sweat and B.O on the top. It weren’t long before he returned and signaled his little bro to take his turn. Again, it wasn’t long before the thumping noises stopped and the visitor was sent in.It was an unusually long time before the two emerged. The noises had been stronger and different with vocal sounds that could only be coming from Melba Mae clearly audible to the others. She looked downright frazzled and was still nekkid, her twitchet reddened and drooling man cream. But she wore a grin a mile wide. “Ralphie Jim,. When her eyes passed over my crotch, I saw them pause and then linger, the disgust turning to outrage as realization of what she was seeing pushed through the alcohol in her brain.“WHAT THE FUCK!?! Are you getting a fucking HARD-ON???” She grabbed my crotch violently and squeezed hard, my little cock and balls being crushed in her grip, causing me to shriek again and my knees to begin to buckle…“My fucking god, the guys at the bar were right! A boy that grows up without a father turns out to be. But the sight of an boy’s erection being caressed through the nubby white cloth was new and fascinating. Was it the jet lag? It could mess with one’s mind, George thought. Or the prospect of being without his girlfriend Jennifer for two months? Or the wine? Or did he just feel somehow liberated by being in a new place? Something was making him feel very horny. He was far from home and no one could see him. His own hand was already feeling his erection through his chinos. His heart was beating.