” We never learnt why… wesuspected he may have been gay!With only a week left I begged Jan to reconsider andreluctantly she agree to invit...ing Terry around to ourcabin for drinks. On the night I poured cocktails, litup a smoke and then excused myself saying I had to goover the shower block to shower. I put a Shaggy CD onand left them alone. In the shower I took my time butmy cock was rock hard imagining what was going on backin the cabin. When I returned I hesitated and before going. Maybe the nervousness (but for hotness I’ll tell myself and you guys that it was because my body realized that I was just a pussy when I was around this man, who at that moment was my alpha).He put his arms on his hips and told me to open his jeans. I unbuttoned his belt, and the top button of his jeans, and pulled his zipper down. That was my first time ever seeing a dick up close (that wasn’t my own, duh). He told me to take it out. It wasn’t hard, but about halfway there. That turned me on a. I could smell the heat coming off him, almost taste it. In the mirror I could see the little beads of perspiration forming above his upper lip. It got me hard.He reminded me of an athlete - one of those guys who could run the 100 metres in less time it takes you to sneeze. We sat back down with our refills, stealing glances at each other between sips. I noticed he was keeping one eye on the men’s room. A guy came out and at that point we both knew the ‘gents’ would be unoccupied.When he got up. Sat next to him, and in hardly anytime we were snogging, his hands travelling over my skirt we kissed heavily, his hand touching my tits, then travelling up my skirt to my pussy, which was very damp by now so we went into the bedroom in our friends flat, he kissed more and undid my black top, undoing my bra and getting me on the bed, pushing me down, he was a very good kisser, I love that in a man, we carried on kissing his tongue exploring my mouth, and mine his, his hand on my breasts,.