Submarine showers is one thing I won't miss for a while. He adjusted the temperature and stood under the nozzle, letting the heat open his pores.He he...rd the shower curtain drawn and smiled. After a few seconds, he felt a washcloth on his back. "Need your back scrubbed, sailor?" DeeDee asked."Okay," he replied, "but you'll have to hurry. My wife might come in any minute. She's a light sleeper."DeeDee laughed, just as she always did. It was a familiar routine, one of the many that had survived. I simply placed my palm on his abdomen, pulled his elastic and pulled down his wet underwear. His white yet hard and long cock popped out and slapped my face, with some precum sticking.I started to apply cream on his balls and scrotum slowly. This made his cock twitch and sway. I couldn’t hold myself and took his cock in my mouth. He let out a whimper like a college girl. I bobbed twice while teasing his piss slit with my tongue and asked him “kaisa lag raha hai?”. He made me swallow his cock. " Don't sweat it, it's Thursday on the third week of class, everybody's used to naked kids by now." What about Jason?" Jason Prevost was a kid in our grade, who, along with his gang of hangers-on, always made fun of Connor for being Asian."I'll deal with him. Besides, if everyone's paying attention to me for being naked, he'll have a harder time pulling anything without getting caught." Who's Jason?" Mrs. Ng asked."No one," Connor replied.We finished our breakfast and drove to school. I checked. ”“Sillier than a man born of a virgin who dies and rises from the dead? Sillier than insisting that three gods are really only one god? Sillier than going into a little box to confess your sins to a human being who claims to be able to forgive those sins if you say a couple of prayers? Sillier than thinking a piece of flatbread is the body of your god?”“Touché,” I said. “But like you, I am a function of my culture and heritage. I’m a Christian, even if I don’t practice, and, in fact, even if I.