Yet they didn’t take the initiative to move over taking the initial contact. The curse of being young: the self-confidence clearly had no correspond...nce to the appearance, youth and sexy looks. It seems this is often the case in young, trendy gay bars. Surely a lot of alcohol is consumed to ease the tensions and inhibitions. We drank quite a lot. The few older guys who were present were more direct, almost staring you down with eyes emitting lust for some fun just for the night. I and my. "Cheryl chuckled and we said goodbyes.I told Myn and she collapsed down on herself. "Thank goodness for Cher, or Sharon would probably have done something drastic to get my attention."I pull her out straighter, laying her on her stomach. Straddling her hips, I started rubbing her back. She was a mass of tight muscles, stress-related."What do you think she'll do?" I don't know," Myn said muffled slightly by a pillow. "I sure didn't expect this!"Working firmly, I could feel her starting to. I moan. Daddy whispers, ‘shhh…’ I carefully unzip your jeans since Daddy granted my request that he not wear underwear. Your hard, turgid cock thrusts up through the opening, I take hold of it in my hand, lovingly stroking it with my soft grasp…up, down, up, down, squeeze… I touch the tip of your hard-on and rub my fingers through your precum… Opening my eyes, I look at you as I raise my fingers to my mouth and taste your precum. You stroke my clit as I suck my fingers, tasting you… Lost in the. I tossed the phone onto the bed and went to the bathroom. I’ll rewind it back to the part I left off when I come back.***I really needed that.A bad habit of mine was to forget to do things when I’m rushed. I skipped breakfast and lunch and evidently, I didn’t bother with bathroom breaks either. No harm, no foul.I’m also a little OCD. Or ADHD, or whatever you call it. Sometimes things just grab my attention. So, I probably wasted a good ten minutes squeezing blackheads out of my face when I.