"I'm going down to the bar after this. I want to be fully charged in case I get lucky." Yes sir," she said with a hint of sadness in her voice.After h...s shower, he told Lynne to return to that chair and remain there until he told her to move. He then dressed up and headed down to the bar.The rest of the team was already in the bar when Bill got down. A few of the guys had already hooked up with fan babes. Bill ordered a Guinness and joined a few of his teammates at a table. "Guinness?" asked. I found a bottle of cold water, took it, and started to drink some. Then the house phone started to ring, and so i answered it. Turns out it was my brother's friend, and wanted to know if my brother was going to sleepover at his house today.I told him that I would ask, and hung up. I drank the rest of my water and went to wake up my brother (who's name is Brian)"Brian wake up."He just snored and turned.I tried to wake him up a few more times, but they all failed. Annoyed, I just walked over to. It didn't sound like a difficult decision to make. I let them have their fun, and I got to sit there, watch them, and get hard. Hours later into the night, when they were sleeping, I'd masturbate to dirty sexual fantasies involving the girls. Being the horny dude I am, I did it on more than one occasion.What I did not expect, however, was one of those nights to actually lead to something beyond truth and dare, dirty sexual conversation, or even my masturbation sessions late at night when the. They had been since I saw the light in the sky over the campground. I was sure there was no computer adrenaline surges, but I wondered if there wasn't something like it. I felt a familiar sensation surging through my circuits. Damn it, as impossible as it sounded I was horny."Just like with the sense of taste and smell I had receptors built into the channel which discharged the coffee and foods I pretended to eat. Those receptors were there to tell me when I was finished and even what was.