Now i started feeling as if i'm about to pee. I stopped rubbing my body on the bedsheet for a while and the feeling was going away. I found out that i... was related.I had not been much adventurous so far. I was scared if theres bleeding, mom will know and find out what i had been doing. Yet, my body was controlling me now and icouldnt stop myself. However, i tried to rub myself slower than before now. Probably its in vain, i thought.Then i thought that if it was indeed related to self pleasure,. In addition there weren’t any gloryholes. That meant there were only a few ways to make contact—by eye contact with someone outside in the hall who might then follow you into a booth, or to find a booth in use but with the door propped open or to go in a booth and prop it open yourself and wait. Tonight all three worked for me.As soon as I walked into the small arcade, a guy popped out from the entrance to one of the booths. I suspect that he was watching someone else, but not liking what he. A loud banging sound went through the whole school and I heard some kids yelling: "Fight! Fight! Fight! " outside.I ran outside to see what was that all about, but I couldn't see anything from the group of kids that were around the guys.Andy didn't come with me because he had some unfinished homework so he stayed in the classroom to finish it with Maria.I made my way through the mass and I saw some guy almost choking Mike to death. I'm not exaggerating..I literally froze. Mike seemed to have. I never would have thought that she would be going this far.I was getting my first fuck by my big sister.My grab, as weak as a child’s. “Mmmmh,” moaned Sarah. “Mmmmh, Lars, Lars...”. It were the same moans I have heard for years coming through my bedrooms walls. And if I wanted or not, hearing them now, not through a concrete wall, but out of the cherry lipped mouth of my sister, just in front of me, bouncing on my rock-hard cock...excited me.And I could feel a familiar, tell-tale impression of.