Suddenly, almost involuntarily, I reached over and wrapped my hand around his hard cock, and he didn’t seem to mind at all. So, I kept holding it. I...broke the silence, saying, “It’s hard, but soft on the outside.” Scott said, “Yeah, that’s the way they are,” with a trembling in his voice. I was nervous, too, never having done such a thing. I mean with a boy. I had felt and masturbated myself, but that was all. I had the feeling of feeling myself as I held onto his hard cock. Scott had his eyes. For now, though, he needed to know about her wrath. Mainly, that behind her gentle exterior, she had one. “Well, you know what I don’t like? Games.” “I’m sorry.” He took her hand, which was balled up into a fist, kissed it. “I’m sorry.” Kissed it again. “No more games.” He was almost whispering now, “Do you feel what’s between us?” “Your hard cock,” she whispered back. He flashed his teeth in a momentary grin, then straightened his expression. “Be serious. We have something. I know you feel. He realised he was close to a large tree with lots of low branches. He started sliding back closer to the other men. Then two large yellow cat’s eyes locked on to his. He started back peddling as the catalo sprang.Their eyes stayed locked, and the Catalo followed him to the ground to land with a whoomphing thud on his chest. It forced the breath out of him. He tried to breathe back in only to find he was breathing in the last foetid breath the catalo breathed out.A spasm racked its body, and. I found it thrilling to hold his lovely cock as it jetted so powerfully. It was too tempting and I was too aroused to resist… I aimed him away, put the bottle down and guided the piss all over my body. It was so hot, spraying off my chest, going everywhere. The stream broke a few times and I took the opportunity to be a naughty boy, I popped his penis into my mouth just as the jet began again. It spilled out the sides until I gathered myself and gulped down a mouthful of his piss like I was.