“Yes, I'm 29,” Russel replied.“Well it's normal to get a hard on, nothing to be embarrassed about,” I said.Then I came over to him.“You like...me?” I asked.Then his cock got even harder and it became incredibly noticeable.“I take that as a yes then,” I said.Then I gave him a kiss.“Well I like you too,” I said.Then we began making out for a minute. He put his hands on my face and he seemed to really like it, obviously he had a strong attraction to me.“So you really like me?” I asked.I looked down. He had written letters to each of the individuals in charge of a Homeless Hotel. He had written letters to a number of the people he had helped over the years. He felt bad that he couldn’t write a letter to everyone he knew.He moved the letters away so that they wouldn’t remind him of what was going to happen to him. He’d made William promise to tell him, but he’d never thought of the consequences of knowing about it ahead of time. He wanted a cup of coffee, but the coffee in the carafe was. He could feel the sticky dribble of precum leaking into his belly button. The rigidity of his erection and the stretching of his body combined made quite a bit leak out from his morning wood. He first tasted his precum a couple of weeks ago. At the time he had been very nervous to do so. Thinking to himself, “God this means I'm gay”. After getting past his hangup he had found that it tasted very similar to his girlfriends sweet sweet pussy. He was hooked. Now his hand slid slowly down his body. As I walked over, the girls huddled in and giggled to themselves, all but the one staring at me. "Hi girls! Lovely day isn't it?!" "Yeah it's pretty good." Girl number one said."Out here to check out us guys eh?" I asked jokingly."Only the good looking ones", in a very hypocritical way. This was clearly aimed at me not being in the best of shape. Upon getting closer to them, I got a good look at her. Long blonde hair, golden glowing skin, long legs which also had a nice tan. I tried to estimate.