After I was finally clear of the government snoops, I started looking into different past times. There were so many areas in the past that I wanted to... look into. I had a lot of questions. For example, I had always wondered about the JFK assassination.Here was a fascinating person indeed. While professing to be a Democrat, he was nothing like today's "mainstream" liberal radicals. He would be considered quite conservative by today's standards.I noted with interest that he understood the economy. He was gorgeous and absolutely fit, thanks to working in the army. We all decided to go out that night. My brothers, a few friends and me. At first it was a pretty normal and fun evening, until I ended up in a quiet and dark corner, with him. We started staring at each other, both feeling the sexual tension. And that's when he started to touch me. First my legs and then he made his way up under my skirt. It was the best feeling ever. I felt my thong becoming wetter and wetter by the second, I. I felt so good and said to her “want to see it ?” She said “Yes, I want to feel it ” i stood up an removed my pyjamas and there came my 6-inch cock springing out to have sum fun.She looked at with great surprise and touched it very softly . i said “Go on play with it.” She took the cock into her hands and kept pressing it and stroking it.I felt as if i was in heaven and felt sumthng was building up inside me to rush out.She then asked me ” Can i kiss it ? I nodded my head in confirmation and. The best thing although was that not far away from the beach was a public washroom. I remember it very well. It was built of wood, with one small stall. In one sidewall of the stall was a hole, which I later foand out was a gloryhole. I was there very often, hidden in that stall and playing with my three-and-a-half-inch pecker and looked at the writings on the wall. I couldn’t read them, ‘cause they were written in danish and English. I often watched men pee through the gloryhole and it aroused.