All I can think of is how much I want him inside me. He keeps rubbing me still with one finger inside. I have to stop him or else I'm going to come ri...ht now. I'm sliding down his body and start to stroke his inner thighs again before I slowly start to stroke his cock. As I stroke him I start to lick his balls, letting my tongue play with them. I let my tongue run all up the shaft and let it roll around the head. Slowly putting my lips around his cock and start to suck him. I can feel his cock. "Hey, Sam."Sam's eyes widened when he heard her call. He turned around to see her peeking out of her cubicle and beckoning him back. With no bag to hide it this time, he prayed that she wouldn't notice his cock rapidly going from half mast to full sail as he walked back to her.Denise bit her lip when he walked into her cubicle, and then whispered, "Can I ask you a favor?" Yeah, sure," he responded, wondering why she was whispering."I've got a problem, but it's not here, it's at home."Sam's mind. Still not sure she has noticed. I sit sit up on the deck chair and pull Cassie's head in closer to my lap. Since she isn't going anywhere I decide to open her mouth, put my dick inside and light a smoke. Her jaw isn't loose, but it isn't clenched. Her teeth pull the skin on my dick all the way back and I leave it so my head is resting on the back of her tongue. I simply flex my cock and let it swell over and over while I smoke my cigarette and look out over the city. I see movement across the. It's like God hated me or something. Anyway, fast forward. I held out doing anything for a couple years. I even stopped camping with Bruce due to homophobia. I was still having the same thoughts, just not acting on them. I finally gave in to an invitation to Bruce’s cabin. I had kinda decided to see if he would be amiable to me sucking him off. I wasn't sure how to bring it up but he was an alcoholic and I was no stranger to the bottle so I assumed there would be some alcohol involved. As I.