I showered, returned to my cabin, dressed and went for breakfast, slowly putting the morning events from my mind.I spent time in my cabin reading and ...njoying the view and had almost forgotten my embarrassment until I went to the dining car for lunch and saw him sitting next to the older people from the platform. I caught his stare and nervously smiled. I was sure he had seen me in my 'morning glory' and felt my face flush, as he stared at me when I walked by.I ate quietly and decided to go to. Sandy kept lifting her tail to the side and humping me. So one day while my landlord was still out of town, I was stroking my cock and watching a woman take on a horse on my computer. She must've smelt the sex in the air. Sandy came over, lifted her tail and backed up to the chair that I was in. So I decided to fulfill a longtime fantasy of mine. I slid down onto the floor and pushed down my pants the rest of the way. I rubbed my cock against her vulva and she whined. I reached down, grabbed my. His shaggy bearded head, hiding a long, narrow, handsome face, revealed his hippie nature. Ostensibly he was a copywriter, but the little extra money he got reviewing the local performance art scene in and around Woodstock for the local paper was where he felt satisfied. The reviews had an attitude which was endearing. He set the scene for the performance, bringing himself into the review. He let the reader know his mood, so they could receive his review realizing what kind of day he had had. "Your balls are tiny too!" Continued Ben, howling with laughter. "Grower not a shower? Then think of your sisters' juicy tits and get hard!" I'm probably bigger than you!" Said James, defiantly."Oh yeah?" Said Ben, as he reached into his pants, and almost in slow motion pulled out the biggest flaccid cock James had ever seen. James' jaw dropped, and he stood still motionless. The cock was long, veiny and uncut. James came back to his senses and realized his own 5 inches was rock hard. Ben had.