Further along, a younger guy, lean and muscular with what looks like a big, veiny red headed circumcised cock poking through his jeans. Already, I was...swept up in the sexual abandon at the piss trough as we stood there in various states of sexual arousal.With no other inhabitants in the building, I undo my belt and unbutton my trousers, letting my pants slowly slip to the floor to reveal my nylon clad legs. The big guy is the first to make his move. He quickly comes down the urinal and starts. He stopped fucking Georgia as he spoke, making a show of lubing up his cock with spit again. “Now, I know you girls are old enough to have thought about this before, and it's not like either of you are puke ugly, so this shouldn't be too bad. I want you to make out with each other.” They gave him incredulous looks, and Rocky even began to shake her head, but Ricky would have none of it. “DO IT,” he shouted. He was getting irritated by their constant dawdling. Maybe a bit of blood would go. The only light in the room is from the moon and it spills across the floor and across the bed, the shadows of the curtains and the branches outside the window moving, creating a kaleidoscope of dark and light that plays across your body as the breeze caresses you. My breath catches in my throat, stunned by your beauty, and I can’t tear my eyes away. Monochrome. You exist in shades of gray from silvery-white to black, the moon stealing the colors and replacing them with the purity of this. We’re lacking cookware and I think Phil wouldn’t protest a new set of dishes and cutlery.”“Phil wouldn’t care if we ate on paper plates with plastic forks,” Katelyn interrupted. “We’re not going to need All-Clad or anything like that. We’re college kids and our cooking habits reflect that. We’ll want mid-level pots and pans and a dinnerware pattern we can replace easily if one of them gets broken. Can you help with that if we go top-shelf on the bedroom?”“I can help with that if you don’t go.