We had some unseasonably warm weather earlier this week. A few days ago, I went out on my patio naked and sat back and let the warm sun and cool breez... caress my hard cock as it stood straight up. The sensation of the cool air blowing around my cock, as pre um dripped down my shaft was amazing. I sat out there for an hour so. When I saw the neighbor lady watching me I began to slowly stroke myself, until I shot an amazing cumshot into the air. Then I looked at her and smiled. The next day, I. I pulled into a dark parking space at the back of the deserted lot and shut off the engine.I was all over that boy in an instant, attacking his baggy jeans like a starving woman ripping into a package of Oreos, popping his youthful dick into my mouth just as fast. I easily deep-throated his small shaft - something I'd never done with John - and pushed my nose against his sparse pubic hair. But just as I began to enjoy the feel of his hot cockhead against my tongue, he came all too quickly. I. .. with 6 bedroom house ... and it's on an island that's under dispute." Dispute?" It used to be on the US side of the border ... a Canadien (French) mobster bought it in a real shady deal back in the Prohibition era." I know that island! It's got a Lighthouse ... that in itself is a real steal. How did she do it?" The boat was being used to transport drugs and illegals to Minnesota, Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, Michigan, Ohio, Pennsylvania, and New York. She had certification as a pleasure. He wondered if it would be anywhere near as thrilling as it was with Rachael. And what form would it take, assuming Jerrod wasn’t a closet homophobe who would rip his face off if he tried anything funny? What would it be like to give or get a blow job? Rachael sucked him off a couple of times during their four-day fling, but would it feel different with a guy? And if they fucked, would Jerrod be a willing bottom, or would he insist on being on top; being the alpha male; being the fucker rather.