Not too much…just play with our cocks….Try to masturbate….And try to french kisses among ourselves…that’s all”I said “that’s good…i ...eard about french kiss…they are very famous in world….I like to get lesson from you for that….Okay”Daniel said..With joy “yes,,sir…why not….I like you sir…i will show you…first we will make easy and changing our sleeping dress….”I said “yes okay…let me lock our camp door….And then change for sleeping”After we changed….I said to daniel “daniel…come to my bed…and. 'Mmmmm. Get in the shower!' you groan.I do as you demand and you join me. The hot stream of water cascades over us. You pick me up again and force me against the cold tiles. I wrap my legs tightly around you and your cock positions perfectly, sliding into my wet hole. There is no slow build up, you just start fucking me hard, pounding against me, biting my neck hard. I dig my nails into your back as I hold on tightly.You pull my hair back, exposing my neck as you attack it. I scream in. As we had no spare rooms at our house Mark slept on a camp bed in my small bedroom, his bed was right next to mine, though a little lower.After one weekend night out we climbed into our beds and after a few minutes conversation settled down to sleep, I was having trouble dropping off and became aware that Mark was also fidgety, I soon realised he was stroking his cock and lay awake listening as his breathing quickened.A few more minutes passed and I then became aware of Marks hand slipping. That at least was something Freddie felt comfortable with.Clegg's hotel was welcoming enough. The suite he had booked into was comfortable if a little faded. The bar seemed as good a place as any in which to start. Clegg ordered a beer and took it to a corner table, using the opportunity to watch the ebb and flow of men and women, couples, groups forming and dissolving.He'd been watching a man and women deep in almost conspiratorial conversation when a short dark man appeared beside his table..