Opening his eyes he saw the knees below the denim and looked at her crotch for possible wetness but saw none. With the shorts being denim, no peach-li...ke split, more crudely known as a camel toe, was visible. Such a pity. ‘Hi,’ she offered. ‘Hi.’ ‘Why did you give up your seat for me?’ ‘Two reasons. I thought it might improve my chances of getting sex.’ ‘Fat chance and god you are foul. I ought to kick you in the nuts.’ ‘Go ahead.’ She looked startled. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘If you try kicking me. I had the increased benefit of remembering how good coffee did taste. Memories was heightened, just because I no longer had the same feelings. Heightened to the point of the memory was more real than the current event. That was usually a good thing, so far.Jen left my place with a cup of my coffee. I sent her coffee home in one of the many cheap ceramic cups I had bought in my old life. I bought them by the dozen for just such occasions. I hated Styrofoam in any form. No I am not. They also looked like they were nostrangers to man/boy sex. Where did they learn such stuff? Thank goodnessBen hadn't come upstairs and seen any of this. I quickly retreated to the safety of my bedroom. I collapsed on thebed, whipped out my hard dripping cock, and started to furiously jack offto the recent images of both Jonny and Jeffy getting taken by Jamal. Andwho knows what was happening in Bryan`s room with Uncle Dee. I continuedto stroke myself off, I couldn't help fantasies. A well-dressed man walked up to me, introduced himself as "Ron", and started a conversation. During our talk, he told me that he and his wife were having a small get together at their home and invited me over. Since I obviously had no other plans, I accepted.Once we arrived, I looked around the house and noticed there were no other cars in the driveway. When I asked about it, Ron replied that it was still early and the other guests hadn't arrived yet. We went inside and Ron offered me a drink..