I pounded him from behind again and this time I could only go on for so long as I felt my self ready to cum. My hands ran all over his body and ass as...my cock got harder. "Fuck.. that's it... im going to do it... im going to cum... im going to cum..." I let out as he begged me to cum. "Cum in my ass... cum in my gay ass...… come on fuck me.. " he looked back and watched as I slammed into him, letting out a loud moan, he leaned back and grabbed my face, kissing me and sucking on my tongue as he. Sunday was a study day and again I spent the day with my nose buried in the technical manuals. Some of the manuals seemed to be getting written as we worked. The stuff dealing with the fusion power core in particular seemed to have been recently written and designed to explain the unexplainable in layman's terms. It was kind of like discovering that your Indy 500 race car came with a Harley Davidson manual that had been heavily edited with white out and a marking pen. I paid attention to what. I still felt that I had the upper hand at that moment. You know that flash of realization when you think you are going to win, though and you realize you aren’t? That feeling hit the pit of my stomach, and that is when the overwhelming feeling of dread started to occur to me.Michael was tech-savvy. He would have backed up the images to the cloud. Even if I could pry his cell phone out of his hand, I was sure he would have copies.“Okay, I am sorry about the diary. I am sorry about the paddling.. Half of us, including Ed and me, would then work the next five weeks. The other half of the CITs would come to camp when we left and work the final five weeks of camp.When Jerry was done, he told us we had a half hour of free time before dinner. Ed and I made a beeline towards Trent Wilson. I wanted to say hello. Trent had a big smile on his face when we met. I slapped him on the back and said, "Man, I'm glad to see you here."Trent answered, "I'm happy to see you too, Kyle. I'm not surprised. I.