A scapegoat. The butt of cruel pranks. The all-purpose victim.No girlfriend, no affection, no affirmation of self-worth. He was starved for sex. He cr...ved to be touched, just to be touched in a loving way by a woman. He had even, on a couple of occasions, worked up the courage to ask a classmate for a date. The girls had laughingly turned him down. Unwanted. Rejected. A reject, that's what he was.Was. That was the past, but this was the present. He had done a lot of thinking while serving time. No prohibition on that here, Billy escalates his moans as his penis lengthens to five inches during my attention. He is one and a quarter inches in diameter, which is quite good for a boy his age. I'm not complaining. Billy's head is a little larger than his main shaft and I want to encourage that so I take a clean lubricated eight inch cylinder and attach an air line. Then I slip that cylinder over Billy's penis all the way to his pubis and watch as he is sucked harder and larger. Carefully I. He was one of these guys that did not use a towel to cover up and walked around naked with only socks and sandals. He stood at the sink with his legs spread slightly apart, i was directly behind him and could see hi slow hanging balls and cock hanging triumphantly. I didn't realize it while staring at it that my cock was now rock hard. At that moment he finished up and turned around, he noticed that i had been looking at him and also that i had a huge hard on, he smirked and looked away. I gave. I told each of them that I needed some time to myself and was going away backpacking across America for three to six months, and no, don't expect even a postcard, I want to clear my mind of everything and think only of the future.And I got on the plane.When they told us we were going to be landing soon, I went to the toilet and changed my underwear, putting on the sexiest bra and panties I owned, determined to make a good impression.A man met me at the airport, not Adam, his name was Jason and.