For a couple of 13-year old guys it was a great summer day.Back in the locker room I was again caught short. I'd come with a bathing suit and nothing ...lse. Tim shared his locker with me — we'd earlier stuffed all our clothes in there. At The Club, the men's change room upstairs had attendants with towels. The boys' change room in the basement had no such amenities — certainly no gratis towels for the heathens. Trying to emulate the behaviour I'd seen in the men's locker room in those days past. With as rainy it has been though it has been real hard for me to tan. So I am going to lay out for a while. Have you been ok?” She asked him.“Yeah, now that school’s out it has been a whole lot better. A lot more time to have fun and go on adventures,” he answered. He figured he would try to strike up some chit chat. “Dad said I will have to get a mowing job this summer but so far he hasn’t forced me too.”“Uh huh,” she said. She was obviously only paying half attention, as she had now. She might go into that class as newly-engaged, although it would be old news to more than half her classmates -- they shared one or more of her other classes -- but she wasn’t going to go in as a ditzy female who let that distract her from studying.The alarm rang at 7:10. She made her preparations. Those included resetting the alarm, although she didn’t pull it out; she could just see herself falling into bed late Tuesday night with the alarm set for 7:10 p.m. She’d never wake up in time for. That terrific throbbing ache began to subside. Slowly, i began to pump again. My hot prick felt so good sliding in and out of my hand. I had beat off to help myself sleep a few times since my arrival at the hospital. Always a dry stroke, couldn't really lube up with another guy a few feet away. On the few occasions i made myself cum, i had to be extremely quiet as not to alert said roomie of what i was doing. Tonight i could breath a little. I quickened my pace, a race to get to the edge. I.