Or maybe it was seeing him jerk his. Whatever, we wasted no time getting out of our clothes. That’s right. We didn’t just pull our dicks out. We g...t naked. Still sitting side by side on the sofa we started beating off. I mean there was no playing around trying to get hard. We were both as hard as steel before we had gotten our pants off. It turned out neither of us was cut, although out foreskin is different. He has more than me. His completely covers the head of his cock whereas mine doesn’t. And don't wake me when you get in bed. Or better still, maybe youbetter sleep on the floor tonight.In the moments before she fell asleep, Cally promised herself thingswould be different. She was going to do a better job at everything.She got up early the next morning, losing her balance when she triedto get out of bed only to find she was already on the floor. Sheprepared the coffee, poured him a glass of juice, cut the Englishmuffins with a fork and had them ready by the toaster, poured out. I went to school, had fun with friends, and completed treacherous homework. I didn’t have that many friends and I had never had a girlfriend. Hell, I was still a virgin for crying out loud! I had yet to touch the female body. Aside from that, I lived with my mother and my younger sister, both of which I loved dearly. I don’t really remember my father, he left right after my sister was born so I was raised by my mom which must have been hard seeing that we lived right near the beach in. Got LOTS of sympathy. I’m just glad it was a small bar. Ididn’t have a lot of laughter to run through getting out of the place. It was about three weeks later when Bill came up to me on aSaturday night and asked if I wanted to hit some bars. I was boredand , of course, ever hopeful Miss Right would be out there and saidOK. Since we heading out on a cruise the following Monday, I figuredI better get some shore leave in before we shipped out. Bill jokinglysaid “Maybe weUll.