I wanted to say, this is some good shit. But I guess my expressions said it all. I was struggling to sit upright so I leaned back. He understood that ... am tired, so he moved his right hand around me and I comfortably slipped into his shoulders.He slid his hands down to my waist. My head was resting on his shoulders and his head resting on mine. There was silence except for our occasional sound of drinking, but we were at peace.For the first time, I was so close to a guy physically and his hands. " Stan continuedto hold my prick but stopped stroking it. "Okay, Jack. I know I'll make you come after youfinish me off." I applied more pressure with my thumbas I swept it across his corona, feeling the rimharden through the skin. "Your balls are drawing up," I commented. "This is really turning me on," he said as he laydown on the bed. "That's the idea, Stan. I want to feel your prickthrob when you let go. Just concentrate on yoursensations now and let me bring you to orgasm." "Man, it's. How corny it had been as our eyes met across a crowded room. I saw your cheeky smile and immediately I new you’d be mine. Those heady days were now long ago. The Greek Odyssey it sure was a blast. We shouldn’t be disturbed at our Highland retreat, just you me and the low lying mist. You pulled me across to the little camp-bed as I unfastened your belt in great and furious haste. I could hardly wait to grip your pink cock, so frisky and full of pace. My juices they flowed at each and every. Mom will mother-hen me to death, and Dad will demand I move. They'll be more troublesome than the cut on my face."Darrin groaned. "You're right." I'll call them. Maybe, I can make them realize I'm fine. Hand me the phone." She took a deep breath and dialed. "Hello, Mom." Well, speak of the devil. Your Dad and I were just talking about you. Were your ears burning?" No, but my cheek is. I don't want you and Dad to get in an uproar, but I had a problem this morning. I went to the Seven Eleven to.