A vale of sorrow suddenly fell down on me, and I sighed. Im not sure, actually. Id love to, I really would, but apparently were going to some sort of ...hite sand beach tomorrow too snorkel, pfft, like its going to be much different from any other beach here. I said with an annoyed tone in my voice. Oh, well, lets just use the time we know we have then. You want to head back to my place? he said, stood up from the swing, and went and picked up my sneakers. I followed his lead and walked over to. He was an adonis: hairless, muscular, and hung like a thermos. He was very tall, bald but with a grey beard. He already knew who I was and I found out he was forty-nine years old.I liked him because he never talked about the sex we would have, just that he understood my needs, and he seemed very nice. Way out of my league, too!Trevor was at work but he asked me out that night and picked a Boston restaurant he likes. I’d never been there as it was a steak house — not my thing — but it was a. She wanted to feel and experience the feeling of having a hot load of cum shatter her tonsils. She wanted to taste a man in her mouth; run her tongue up and down and around a hard cock. She wondered if she would swallow or not. She wanted to do it with Pete just like he had done it to her. Too bad for Mr. Puritan, wonderful for Mr. Pete.I was ready for Barbara. I woke up a little stiffer than normal thinking of today’s massage. By the time I had finished breakfast my anxieties had risen; so. It changed the jacking a bit, but didn’t really slow it down. I got pussy occasionally, but my hand was always available. In those days, the Draft was in effect and, wishing to get the ordeal over before I got my "real" life started, I went to the draft board with some buddies and we volunteered for draft. We were taken to the training camp and a crimp was put into my jacking habits. There was NO privacy in an Army training camp. The old bags who worked in the Post Exchanges, tailor shops, etc,.