My orgasm was a couple of seconds behind his, the sight of his spunk spurting from his rampant cock tipping me over the edge, my knees buckling as I s...quirted my own ejaculate into the legs of my pyjama bottoms, fortunately catching it all before it splashed onto the floor. Seized with a sudden panic I staggered my way back to my bedroom, my legs shaking, barely in control. I closed my door and threw myself backwards on my bed, my legs wide as the pyjamas would allow, both of my palms rubbing. "Do you have boner?" he asked. A little shocked by the question I didn't say anything for a few seconds. Finally I responded with"yes". He smiled and told me that he did too. He asked me if I ever masturbated and I said yes, so I returned the question and he responded that he did it all the time. We continued asking each other questions about how and where we liked to do for about a half hour until we knew his family would be home soon. Not wanting what we were doing to end I invited him. The surroundings were beautiful but we were becoming more concerned with sustenance. "I don't think we'll be able to climb out of this beach easily. The cliffs are too steep and they would probably cut our bare feet to shreds. Luckily for us this water should be fresh."I ran to the pool edge and was about to drink when Mark warned me not. He said only to drink the running water.I never replied I just jumped into the pool and waded toward the falling water. It tasted better than the champagne I. .. so slowly that I didn't notice until I closed my eyes one night and all I saw was blue ... spectacular shades of blue ... but blue. The blues lasted a long time.I was 35 when I died.The heart attack was pretty severe. I fell off a 24 four foot ladder. When I was aware again, I was talking to a Wyoming State trooper at the stoplight at the corner of US -16 and US -16 Truck Route, Newcastle, Wyoming."You need to get out of the truck, sir," he said."I can't," I replied."Have you been drinking,.