Anyone out of Vineland friends. Anyone with a copy come in". Break, I'm at this turn (already at Walt Whitman), what did you have in mind for little b...aver? someone answers. Thanks for the comeback buddy, what's your handle? -back- (meaning "back to you") this is "fucker" he answered (not his real handle to protect his identity) then, "breaker, I could go there, this is '?????' " (somebody else breaking, probably not a trucker is trying to break in) "bug out" breaker, not your "modulation". At first I thought he didn't think I noticed but it soon became apparent that he wanted me to see it. I took one last, long puff on my cigarette and blew it into his face. He wrestled with me in retaliation, our dicks and balls rubbing together "accidentally". He held himself over me and furiously delved his wild tongue into my mouth. We kissed violently before his relentless lips travelled down my neck and passed my shoulders, leaving my wet skin tingling as he moved on. Down to my chest. In the dark, under the covers. I first time I ejaculated in the daylight I was hooked. I could not get enough of that feeling and the sight of that cum!! I jacked off everywhere- home, school, woods behind my house, everywhere. I soon discovered the various magazines that my Dad had “hidden” in his room. Naked women where great to look at and jack off to.As I was able to talk that first girl into dropping her pants, I discovered I liked pussy. But times were a little different- no way was she. She felt an aching in her groin. She had felt it before but never like this. And then she noticed Mrs Maddock. She was lay on the filthy linen of Gabriel’s bed. Naked from the waste down she was on her back with her legs open. Faith had never seen another lady’s Cyprian parts before. Mrs Maddock’s lay more open than Faith’s and appeared moist. She began to feel faint for as she watched, Gabriel climbed onto the bed and in-between Mrs Maddock’s legs. Faith felt uncontrollably jealous. Maybe she.