We started drinking when a guy walked over to Kasey.When she saw him she squealed in delight and hugged him close. now I’m not a jealous guy, but I ...id feel a twinge right then. I know she’s older than me and has had a few relationships before us, so I presumed this was one of them. I was right.“James,” she said to me. “This is Mark, he’s an ex-boyfriend. He’s really cute, no?”James held out his hand and shook mine firmly. He seemed okay, I thought. We all started talking and I couldn’t help. Just a little. He glanced down at the basket in his hand. The contents were carefully selected: a sandwich from the deli, a drink, a box of protein bars, a box of tissues, all there to make it look like he wasn’t there just to buy that package of panties. There was nothing special about the panties, there were three of them, cotton, assorted colors, labeled ‘briefs’. About as Plain Jane as you could get, he supposed, and held back a chuckle. Jane. He placed the basket on the belt, behind the. ”Harley was gone for about ten minutes and he returned with Spencer and Jasper, two fifty-something men we see every year at the events. It was clear that Harley had explained everything because when they came into our tent, Spencer said, “Damn, Grady, I’d have never figured you for a homo, but my wife’s not been giving her pussy up lately and I could sure use a good blowjob.”Spencer unceremoniously pushed down his pants and drawers and sat down on my bedroll. His cock was soft, cut, and looked. "This cool air feels amazing on my skin." I looked at his erect nipples beneath his mesh shirt and peeled the t-shirt off my body before taking the cigarette from his outstretched fingers. Gerald produced a Zippo from his pocket and lit me and Mike's cigarettes and I stood there, wet t-shirt in hand, feeling the cool Boston breeze glide over my body.Charles and Kevin rode up to the front of the club in Kevin's jet black Escalade and Mike, Gerald and I packed into the backseat. Everyone was a.