I began to enjoy the touch of rough male hands and the feel of a hard cock in my mouth or hands.I was in the captain's cabin when the door opened and ...in he walked holding the hand of an Egyptian galley slave. He was slim and feminine. The captain removed the slave's loincloth to reveal a small slim cock. My own cock began to stir at the sight before me. I wanted this young man more than any of the buxom women that had been invaded by my cock.The captain led the slave over to his table and made. .. my cock was covered in his sperm so much so it dripped down my thigh's and ran down my legs as suddenly the old man bent over and took my spunk splattered cock into his mouth and began to suck me off in earnest. I was so taken aback by this that I simply froze allowing him to continue thinking how dirty and disgusting this old pervert was ... he licked and slurped along my whole cock length sucking me off ... it was an amazing feeling and he soon made me spunk helplessly into his mouth .... I remembered the math incident.My younger brother Richard had a very unpleasant encounter with an algebra test. Actually, it was really an unpleasant encounter with an algebra teacher.Richard had understood all the material covered in the test and used the concepts correctly except for the slight problem that he was careless with his arithmetic. Sometimes he would use the multiplication sign, but add the numbers. Sometimes he would subtract instead of divide.All of the correct formulae and. "Umm, it's called mould-a-cock." Sally stated matter-of-factly. "Oh sorry! Mould-my-man's-member!" Holly replied back, laughing. The girls both laughed excitedly, Oliver laughed nervously. "We should get that started. Where's the box? I'll read the instructions." Holly said, Sally pointed to a 'Lover's paradise' bag by the couch. "I'll clean up the table." Oliver said. "What should I do?" Sally asked as Holly joined her back at the table and began unboxing the the mould-a-cock on the table..