I had to pee bad and was paying attention to my relief. as it subsided, I was caught by motion to my left. The sink was positioned so that the mirror ...as aimed at whomever was using that first urinal. I saw a young man staring at the urinal and realized I was semi hard and he was obviously enjoying the show. I remembered being young and decided to show a little harder. I turned slightly and stroked it a few times and was hard quickly. I was feeling real good after a few strokes and decided to. ..But now you're eighteen years old. It's your last year! You'd lost interest in getting stoned or screwing around too much with girls. You're actually terrified- you have to figure out some kind of career here in about two years. That's not a lot of time. Worse, it'll cost you and your parents money.You'd done your best though... there's a college one state over that has a sociology scholarship for you, not that you care for the subject. You'll just milk it however you can while you figure. I could see the grass blades beneath my feet as if it were an overcast day. I looked about for landmarks so that I would not lose my treasure or safe holding. A few rocks and pulled-up bushes hid the opening quite well, as far as I could see. Once supplied with a blanket, some heavy cord, a knife, my fire kit, a weapon and a leather bag full of sweet water all in my pack I went off looking for break-fast.I found a stream where I retrieved several stones the size of my fist. I turned upstream. The anticipation was delicious! Then he removed his hand from between my legs and I turned to face him. He moved back in his chair and I knelt before him, undid his trousers and took his hard cock out. I began to stroke it, I knew he loved my hands on him there and I wanted to make sure he was lovely and hard. He reached down to me as I continued to pleasure him with my hands and unbuttoned my blouse and took my breasts out of my bra. 'I want to look at you naked before me when you begin to.