" "A boyfriend? You have boyfriends?" Maureen looked at Scotty. "Doesn't that bother you?" Shaking his head, Scotty said, "Not at all." Maureen stared...at him. "Really? I mean the term boyfriend would suggest more than just a physical attraction." I listened carefully. I was curious to hear how Ginger and Scotty would answer this question. Scotty said, "Yes it does, but so what?" "So what?" "Yeah, so what. Think about it. Literally the term means a friend who is male. Do you have friends?" "Of. " He made introductions."I read about that," Woody said. "You guys had a real good trip. I'd have liked to have gone with you." Yeah, me too," Greg agreed, then turned to the Spearfish Lake group. "OK, we gotta get some butts in the groomer, to weight it down. If one of you guys wants to drive the team, the rest of us can sort of squeeze in there the best we can." Mark wound up behind the handlebars, while Greg and Mike and Josh squeezed together on the floor, Greg with an armload of flags on. I could hear Charles talking to me as he walked down the stairs and into the living room. I opened the door as silently as I could and crept across the landing area. I could see Charles at the bottom of the stairs. I then told him he needed to walk out the front door and slam it shut so I could hear it. Charles looked up when he heard my voice and knew I was at the top of the stairs, he jumped up half the stairs in one go trying to catch me before I could get to the bathroom. I had planned for. After our usually exchange he said he needed to get something (I guessed a condom) and left the booth. I started to watch the movie with the door still ajar and began masturbating myself. I would look out the crack in the door now and then, wondering where he had gone … looking for his return … while playing with my hard cock through my opened jeans. I could see men watching me through the partially opened door and found I enjoyed the exhibitionist it brought out in me. When I ran out of.