Even though he knew he was alone in the booth, he looked around before taking his hard cock out to stroke it. He didn’t notice them before, but he n...w saw that there were holes on the booth’s walls. He looked through on of the holes.In the booth next door, he saw another guy, watching his screen. His cock was out of his pants and he was slowly stroking himself. Breathless, he watched, his eyes drawn to the guy’s erect hard dick. In the soft, dimly lit booth, Dominic could still clearly see the. There was a faint buzz as she switched the vibrator on, then she drew it down her body, circling her nipples delicately, and nuzzled it into the top of her slit, teasing herself. Her eyes were fixed on my cock as I slid my lubricated palm along the length of it. Pre-cum was leaking from the tip and I rubbed it into the head and then licked my thumb, enjoying the faint saltiness.Her thighs tensed and she lowered the plastic cock to her vagina, pushing it slowly into herself. Her face was a mask. An hour later the practice had finished. Both squads were tired from the grueling workout. Some were unhappy with the verbal assaults, others tried to use it to motivate themselves. Not every student in the school was a hopeless cause. For every Jimmy Jack, there was another student who saw sport as their way out of the hood. Book smart they might not be, but they were intelligent enough to know kicking a ball was a better career than dodging bullets.Mr. Knight walked over to conference with. But it was wrong to feel this way. Colton belonged to King Marshall now, and Tristan was loyal to his king. How he wished he could be free of the desires he felt! How he hated the day, where they had to pretend their feelings didn’t exist! It was in the night that they first made love, and it was in the night that Tristan decided they would meet again.“I’m going hunting tonight,” announced King Marshall. “Would you like to join me?”“I’m feeling too tired now,” Colton replied, his mind slowly.