I wanted to last long enough to please Jay, but to want to please him also enhanced my long pent-up need to come, and the two struggled against one an...ther as I stood in that dingy garage, my hand stroking my cock shaft with a growing urgency to finally ejaculate at last!Jay seemed to enjoy the sight of me jerking off, and that made my own experience all the more intense. However, I did manage to refrain from ejaculating overly quickly; until there came that moment that I knew I wasn't going to. “You didn’t know?” Brent asked.“I’ve been concentrating on how each station integrates with each other and the issues with maneuvering the ship to be able to use the rail guns. I did see one metric that indicated that the rail guns are the more destructive weapon,” I replied.“They are,” Brent said. “The velocity the cannon can impart is more than the best acceleration of any of the missile bodies we carry.”“Why not use the railguns to launch missiles?” Brad asked. “Wouldn’t the increased. The desk clerk was over to the side of the lobby and Freddy Connors was in back of me but I could feel their eyes upon us."This is my girlfriend, Shirley. Shirley, this is Mr. Avella."He nodded to Shirley, looking anxious."I'm meeting clients for lunch. I'm sure they remember your heroics on the football field. Won't you and Shirley join me? It would give us a chance to catch up."By that time I was seething. I turned to Shirley. "Honey, remember me telling you how Mr. Avella used my suede. I had watched him already, in the few days I had, working with each of the men, teaching them, leading them. I shivered. "He is a great man." I felt some special bond with Scar. We were bound by our service to the captain. I leaned into him, holding his chin and kissed him.I had given some thought to the kiss question. Maybe I could avoid kissing the men, even though they had open access to the rest of my body. A kiss was so intimate, they would likely not expect or want to kiss me. But I.