. fine. It was okay," Preston mumbled. He didn't like the direction this conversation was going, "I mean it was better than this but..." Defensiveness...gave his words more of an edge than he meant them to have, "why is it such a big deal? We're all squaddies no matter where we came from, aren't we? And you and I, we're partners who love each other, aren't we? Who cares about what our childhood was like? What does it matter?" It matters when I find out my boyfriend was a spoiled rich kid," Missy. Alas, I was a sensible man and knew that an open sexual advance on her could well result in a visit from the local sheriff and a long stay in one small room and not the beautiful house I currently lived in. So I lay there watching and stroking as the exercise regime came to an end, and my young model of femininity ran down the beach to the sea, her long hair waving behind her as she ran.Oh what bliss, a voyeurs delight. As she splashed into the sea, my own show came to an explosive crescendo as. The next morning I went and called her to come down and before we could start I asked her if she would like to have coffee at my place and asked her to ride the scooter while I enjoyed my time from behind.As soon as we entered my house I gave her a house tour and we started talking in general. I said I am sorry about what happened yesterday. She interrupted me before I could finish and said, “I know you liked it and your boner was testifying it yesterday and in fact, it is still testifying.”We. He started laughing and saying no way gross. I told him it would feel great and I was pretty sure our borderline gay activities up to that point would stay secret between the four of us. He said he wanted a blowjob, but was pretty sure he wouldn’t give one. I was past the point of caring but got him to agree that if I did him first he would try it after. I laughed because it was so, ‘ you show me yours and I’ll show you mine’, the same kind of play that led to us all jerking off together in the.