...I had no answer for this. My mind raced trying to come up with something, but I just sat there looking at him, as he stroked his crotch.Ben then sa...d he wanted to play, just a little bit. He kept calling me a cocksucker and it was making me really nervous, but also it turned me on.Suddenly, he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his semi-hard black cock.I gasped in surprise; the bastard sported a nice huge black cock with trimmed pubic hair around. He moved over to a table next to my desk. My assignment to Alaska had been deferred twice inas many months, but now it was two weeks until I was shipped out forthe final term of my enlistment. If it wasn't deferred again.Whatever. I'd been busy. I was at a coffee shop in Shibuya on aSaturday evening, getting ready for the long train ride back home. Theman who spoke was sitting at the next table alone, and I had noticedhim watching me calmly; he sipped his coffee and read the newspaper.He wasn't gawking like most Japanese men. He had. She looked like she had tears in her eyes but I couldn't tell from the distance I was at. I looked at the small map printed on the back of it that showed me the layout of the school, and pinpointed the art room and made my way briskly to the class as I was running a bit late, what with taking Tama-sensei to the nurses. I arrived at the door to the class and found it slightly open. I pushed it open wider hoping to enter quietly, but upon stepping in I froze. Every face was turned my way. It was. And at only nineteen three years younger than me I was getting turned on just looking at her. Then as I poured us another drink Tracey started to flirt as usual, with the drink the way she was dressed and the amount of flesh she was showing when she started to talk sex I developed one hell of a hard on and having not had chance to fuck the wife in over two weeks I really needed empty my balls. Tracey noticed my 8” cock making a tent in my trousers and giggled then gave it a play full slap.