His door was ajar. I peeked in through the slit. His lamp was on and the curtains drawn. He was on his bed naked. His head was back against the head b...ard. His legs were spread. One hand was on his shaft moving up and down slowly and the other cupped his balls. I saw him licking his lips as he moaned. My first instinct was to push the door open and stop him. Curiosity got the better of me though and instead was intrigued. For fourteen year old his shaft was long and thicker than I’d expected. You might want to wear athletic shorts or something else comfortable, since it can get hot out there.”Then a little later, Kevin, a twenty-eight-year-old husband, came up to me, and with no subtlety, said, “Hey, Jason, a little birdie told me that you’ve developed some, uh, hungers and a willingness to satisfy other men. Would it be okay if I come over on Monday morning, so we can see if we’re compatible? I’ll bring the beer.”We were standing apart from the others, and no one could see, when I. We moved the lamp and the beam of light moved also. Someone had to be seeing this. The irregular movement of the beam should be very noticeable. Suddenly, to our amazement, somewhere across White Lake, in the town of Whitehall, several pairs of car headlights started flashing in our direction. On-and-off….on-and-off…. over and over. It was a signal. We responded with our beam….on-and-off….on-and-off. They had seen us. As we watched transfixed, the car lights started staying lit, then started. My own cock was beyond hard and dripped pre-cum constantly. I heard my wife answer."Honey? This is SO exciting! How do you feel? Is he....is he in you right now? I asked him to have you call me when he was fucking you......" She was talking fast, obviously excited."Oooooh, oh, oh, yeah - (gasp) he is......oooooooh, he's so big, and it's so deep.......I can't believe it...." I was barely able to talk as Ken started to speed up."Oh honey, that sounds so good....just let it happen.....I want to.