They hugged his ass tighter than his shirt. As he leaned over I could see each cheek of his perk bubble butt, as well as the wide crack as his cheeks ...ere held apart. There was a loud growl and suddenly I found myself pressing my hard cock into the crack of Doug's ass."Doug, what did I say about calling me 'Mister'?"I could see Doug, in the mirror behind the counter, trying to speak. He hazel eyes were wide with a clear mixture of shock, fear and lust. I reached around the boy and gently. With Pete having had the snip a long time ago, I hadn’t even thought about it.Although I didn’t understand it at the time, the coming months were to demonstrate only too clearly that there were a lot of things I didn’t think about when ‘in heat’. This was a weakness I could and should have recognised in myself. If I had understood myself better then, I could perhaps have saved us all so much worry in the future but at the time I didn’t realise its significance.Ridiculously, I didn’t feel able. All the big, beautiful hard dicks being sucked and fucked. At first, I didn’t even notice, but there where holes drilled onto the side walls of the booth. some big, some small. I looked through one of the smaller holes and saw someone inside the booth next to mine. I gasped and leaned back away. A few moments later, I could not believe it, but a hard cock slid through one of the larger holes. Shocked, but filled with nervous excitement, I was drawn to that veiny, throbbing cock. I didnt exactly. He had not expected his first to be attractive, and if anything it made his nerves worse. She was sipping a half pint glass filled with a dark liquid that he assumed was coke, most likely mixed with a spirit of some kind. She didn’t appear to be intoxicated. That was another one of his nightmares to deal with; a drunken girl. He slipped on to a bar stool next to her without looking at her. The barman approached and rum on the rocks was ordered. The alcohol smoothed his nerves. He took a.