While packing Jason's clothes, one of his shirts caused me to remember how Jason blamed himself for Dr. Rourke's death. It was the shirt he'd been wea...ing the day she died. He'd been wrong about blaming himself for the doctor's death. He'd had no control over what happened to her, just as I had no control over what might or might not be happening to Jason. I didn't stop worrying about my college boy, but I did stop blaming myself.I also decided if we were attacked that I wanted to be armed.. The reality is I hadn’t had any ass for a few weeks with all the midterms and track meets going on and I was horny as hell. “Bottoms up,” I said as we clanked shot glasses and knocked back our first shot of the evening.“That was smooth,” Josh exclaimed as he took the bottle and topped off both our glasses, “ready for round two?” I took my glass and knocked it back. I went out of my bedroom where we were to get the red bulls. I know Josh goes crazy with a little caffeine so I was interested to. I head for the piss trough to unload the morning stream, and Dustin heads for one of the stalls, I assume to take the morning dump. As I finish up, I see he's still in, so I don't bother him. Not sure where Johnny went. I walk back outside for a smoke, and finally after about 10 more minutes, Dustin and Johnny come walking out. “Jeez you two—what you doin in there?” I exclaim. Dustin just flashes a big ear to ear smile—damm, that's one horny b o y. Back at camp, most of the b o y s riding are. I dont know how she repeated. I…Ive never… Youve never had an orgasm he finished for her, sighing. Its ok he assured Ill teach you. He shifted a bit and continued thrusting into her. She gasped loudly. Her body tensed and started to shaked. He was pressing against her g-spot, but she had no clue what he was doing. He continued as she arched her back and pressed to him. She let out soft, muffled moans and whimpers as she burried her face into his chest as he leaned down to hold her. Feel that?.