Of course she didn't. Still, true was true, right? Plenty more fishin the tank, and smarter, less thin skinned ones too. Or... maybe he haddrunk too m...ch? Been too quick lipped?... He snorted and reached for hisshoes. He wouldn't mull it over. Not tonight. And yet... Marcel made an effort of his swagger as the door locked behind him and hemade his way down the corridor; thoughts of home, bed and a new tomorrowpromising. Come morning, this would be just another bullshit story andcome a few. Like, we could go further, you know, and it would be just like how we did it just now — you could think about whatever you want.” A bit of cum began to drool from his cock hole, gravity pulling it down in a silvery thread to the ground. I wanted to reach out, grab it and smear it on my lips, but I resisted. “Alright, yeah.” he said, “Maybe that could work. I’m uh, into trying it out. Let’s do it.” He began to walk to the bedroom, and I followed behind, hanging back a bit to take him all in —. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------I had just turned 18. I was a wholesome guy I wouldnt break any rules, so naturally I had waited until I was 18 to engage in any sexual activity. My 18th birthday was a week ago and I was finally ready to be on my own. I had been captain of the high school football team since Junior year, and had been on varsity since freshman year. I was 5'11'', chiseled pecs, arms and abs dirty blonde wild hair and green eyes. "Ready to tack!" Anson commanded. In spite of the fears he had felt not long ago, or perhaps because he had felt them, he had to join the action. Just fire one broadside, to show that Syren was more than just a tethered goat in this big game hunt.Syren tacked and came close to the wind."Starboard battery! Run out!" he commanded.They were just a cable length from the Dutchman when Anson had the rudder laid to larboard, and Syren wore to cross Eendracht's bows."Mr. Halliwell! Passing honours!" he.