What the hell was he doing? Jess's voice rang in his head "... if you keep up with that kind of negativity, it definitely won't work..." echoing like ...an over-enthusiastic recording engineer's work after he had just discovered the reverb knob.He turned the key and the engine growled into life. He tried to arrange his feet on the pedals as he normally did, but in the boots, it all felt so alien. Christ, he could barely walk in the buggers, now he was going to have to start getting dexterous.He. .hard fully erect cock..he smiled * Like it?* I smiled and simply said * YES!* He laughed and started to rub it...i watched and smiled as i moved closer to the end of the bed where he stood..He smiled and grabbed my hand...placing it softly on his cock. i smiled as i started to rub his cock he smiled nd moaned.Before i knew it...i was jerking him off..hard too. He was moaning..his hips thrusting twards me..i licked the head of his cock...he moaned and begged for more..i sucked the tip of his. I went to lay down and get some rest, but kept thinking about what happened on my date and how it made me feel. Well, I started to get worked up, I had been masturbating since I was 11 or 12 and new how good it made me feel. But I had not done it in my dorm room with someone sleeping 6 feet away – usually in the bathroom late at night when no one was around. I guess I should have gotten up and gone to the bathroom to take care of myself, but for some reason that night I felt that it would be. He grabs hold of my wrists and holds them above my head. "You gotta say mercy," he says. Our faces are barely an inch apart, and I can smell the cinnamon gum on his breath mixing with my coconut shampoo and chlorine. I look into his eyes, both of us breathing hard, and glance at his lips for a second. "No," I gasp, and he leans in and presses his lips to mine. Our bodies press together underwater, and I feel his warm skin against my stomach. He drops my hands and his arms slide around my.