It was pleasant to think of myself as, once again, a 'he.'The hands ceased to touch me, and the quiet was broken by the sound of other voices. "The fe...er is breaking. We need to keep cooling him. Don't stop, no matter what, until I tell you."A third voice joined the catalog I was making in my head. "Doctor, did anyone else survive?"Uh-Ohhh..."As far as I know, he is the only one. The orphanage is a total loss, and the gas line explosion killed everyone but this boy, and he only survived because. The entire event had my head spinning, so much had happened so quickly I don't think I had time to really absorb the details. He went to a sink and came back with a damp washcloth and asked if I needed to clean-up. I was fine, so he used it to wipe off his still very swollen penis. After he was finished he started wiping up the cum on the conference table. He laughed and called it 'furniture polish', and said he would masturbate and shoot cum on the table when he was really horny and no one. All the towns around San Francisco Bay and Monterey, as well as most of the gold mining towns around Placerville, Sonora, and Yreka were eventually connected. On June 28, 1854, eighteen months and eleven days after the first section of track was laid, our governor (I wasn’t governor--yippee!) drove the final spike in the main line.When the telegraph from the east reached California in 1860, we had already reached an agreement where the East Coast telegraph company got part of the profit from. I nodded, and he took his dick in his hand, gently squeezing it and running it down his shaft. “That feels good!” he moaned lightly. “Am I doing it right?”“Go a little faster.”“Cavan?” he asked, still jerking off.“Yeah?”“CanÂ… Can you show me how to do it? OnÂ… Me?”“Charlie…” I started, knowing full well that if I started jerking him off, IÂ’d probably push him into having actual sex.“Please, Cavan?” he pleaded. “I wonÂ’t tell anybody! ItÂ’ll be our secret! I swear! I want to.