I understood exactly what he felt and I relished in passing that feeling to someone else. When I decided he'd had enough I turned him around and held...his cock in my hand. This time he did not come, but I could see him desperately attempting to control his passion. "I see this is difficult for you, cabin boy," I said with as much contempt in my voice as I could muster. "That is good. You need the challenge of difficult tasks. Do you want to please me, boy?" He nodded eagerly and I quickly. Why don’t you just open it and see?I went near him, hugged him, unhooked his bra and freed his boobs. Wow, those were an amazing pair – nice brown nipples, cleanly shaved. I started to kiss them. “Ohhhh Ahhhhh, dear bite them. Suck them hard. Ahhhhhh” Hardik was moaning.Then I lifted him and threw him on the bed. I lied down and he was on top of me. He started to play with my nipples. I grabbed his ass and squeezed it.Me: I want to fuck this sexy little ass.Hardik: Let me get the tool. He had to be really horny to take that risk. Sometimes he would jog late at night and would go into a convenience store to buy a drink. He would force himself to go into the store dressed up. The employee would look at him a little strange. Chris once wore pantyhose (dark blue) into the store. The man (from Pakistan) asked him why he was wearing what he called "women's socks." Chris could feel himself blush as he explained that it was cold outside and he needed the pantyhose to keep his. At break Christian has to go and run some errands, so I decide to head to the least populated public area of the school, the library. I quite like it in there, it's quiet, deserted and safe. The library is looked over by the ancient head librarian Mr. Quinn, and his young assistant, a man of about twenty five, who is his son. Our school library is also quite big, and it doesn't take me long to disappear into the shelves. I pick my favourite book off the shelf without even looking, and settle.