" Aren't you going to ask me out now?" I will, but I still want to wait, just to make sure that you've adjusted to things okay." What do I do in the m...antime, Jimmy? I can't just be staying in every weekend. My parents would start to wonder why. Are you telling me to date other people?" I'm not telling you what to do, Connie. I'm telling you what I'm planning on doing. Going out and getting a Coke or something is all right, but I'm not going out with you until I'm sure that you can handle it.". Suddenly, his arm was motioning. I didn’t know what it was at first, until I realized that he wanted me to stand too. He wanted me to join him, to mirror him. I swallowed hard, looked around as if to see who was watching me - a silly notion in a locked room. Then I stood, my cock in hand, dripping and flushed with a little bit of shock at myself and on fire with an incredible rush of arousal.He was clearly waiting for me. I dropped my binoculars, then my pants. Then he and I began to. I was on my knees on a soft carpet. I was naked. I was high. The two gorgeous men that I met on the internet were removing something from a package. They were naked too. One was blond and nearly hairless, his back to me, his ass tight. The other was a brunette with a little body hair, he stood with his side facing me. His balls were shaven and his uncut cock hung half erect in front of me. My heart was racing, my mouth watering..I wanted to taste him.They managed to open the package and turned. The captain had a giant foot fetish, especially feet that smelled horrible. They laid the blond Rachel on a bench and he ripped off her shoes and socks. Her feet smelled exactly likie a girls would who just cheered at a soccer game for 2 hours. The captain took her beautiful feet to his face and smelled them, holding them with one hand and jacking off with the other. He ran his hand down her smooth muscular leg and then he said give me a fucking foot job. He placed her feet on his raging hard.