She stared up at me pulling my boxers down and letting my cock spring free. Her eyes glazed over as she stared at it, then looked back up at me with a... look that said 'Play it cool; keep talking.'"Her name is...Piper..." I said trying not to moan as her tongue began sliding up from the base of my shaft to the head of my cock. It massaged the tip in slow circles before her hot, wet mouth took hold of me. It welcomed every inch of me, her tongue rolling over me as her nose pressed into my pelvis.I. Jerry was a reliable person who was older than Ben; who was also bisexual and married. Jerry was a professional and rather well to do, and Jerry expressed he wanted to meet Ben for drinks and maybe more. This talk had happened before Ben had met Doc on IRC. Jerry had more experience with being with other men than Ben had. Jerry had a few more connections. At this stage of his life, Ben was still not sure he wanted to try sex with another guy after Doc.Ben had talked to Jerry before Doc, and. "Where did you park," she asked. It was a random question and rather sudden. It took me off guard for a moment. "I walked," I replied offhandedly. She nodded nonchalantly, "Yeah me too." There was a short pause. "You into girls?" My attention was instantly piqued as I took a better look at her. I smiled slyly at her as I stepped up to stand beside her. "I am." "And do you like to get dirty?" "Hmm, I'm really dirty." The conversation was cut off as she stepped up to the counter. "See you. No way the charge should exhaust itself after a few hours of sleep. Friggin' imports. My little light was almost useless. A dozen lightning bugs would’ve shed more light.Hauling myself out of the sleeping bag turned out to be a real chore. My stiff muscles protested every move I made and my back was killing me. Payback for not having an air mattress. The atmosphere in the tent was rather brisk, a polite way of saying, "too damn cold."First things first, I crawled naked past our saucepan, a.k.a:.