" I even managed to smile.I printed his ticket with my portable payment terminal and gave it to him. He slightly brushed his hand against mine, sendin... a shiver through my cock and balls. "Thank you, sir, that's very nice of you."You wouldn't say I'm nice if you were on all fours in front of me, little bitch.Okay, becoming vulgar in my own thoughts was the sign of an urgent need to discharge. Maybe I could go to the bathroom and do my thing. I just needed a minute. No, the place was filthy. Be. During Rev. Davis’s sermon, I got to thinking about the meaning of ‘service’. The word was commonly tossed around now to simply mean ‘National Service’, as if serving two years for the country was all the service a person was expected to do. Rev. Davis talked about the difference between mandatory service and voluntary service, quoting the scripture that said ‘If someone forces you to go with him one mile, go with him two miles.’ I found myself falling into the mindset of my contemporaries,. He fucked me for a couple of minutes the told me to finger myself.So I did.And after a short time,just as I was about to orgasm,I felt his hands tightly grip my ass cheeks and he came with me.Loudly.And I mean very loudly.I was mortified.Not only would anyone in a room next door have heard him,I reckon anyone on the same floor would have heard him.He laughed.He didn't care.We lay beside each other for a few minutes in silence,my arm d****d over him in a comfortable silence.Then he said he had. Kurt said are you as hard as I am. I said I think I am harder. We then slid under the sleeping bags and got to undressing. it was now dark and we had no lights anywhere. I could feel his cock and balls and knew that his cock never felt this hard before. he was feeling mine too and then he slid a finger into my ass. I melted into his arms and said oh damn that feels good. Kurt kept it up and soon had me turned around as he slid his cock against my bunghole and kept rubbing it back and forth. I.