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It happened in the dark. Part 1So, the truth, the truth about why I’ve been masturbating to homosexual imagery, both in my imagination and online. The truth being told I think the urge has always been there, when I was a c***d I would fantasise, but the stigma attached forced it all back and I stayed straight. So why now? Well I live in Bournemouth, I have a car but I walk when I can, especially at night.Its a student town and police pull people over all the time so I walk. I’d been out for a couple of drinks with an ex girlfriend, we used to share a cat. Being endlessly optimistic I’d dropped a viagra before the “date” but sadly she’d only arranged it to tell me face to face that the cat had died. Upon learning this my chances of steering the date round to ultimately getting my cock some action seemed to slip kadıköy escort away despite my efforts to seamlessly table the idea.I set off walking home. I went the quick way, through the woods and over the golf course, most of the way was moonlight but through the wooded bit I used the torch on my phone. I’d just reached the edge of the woods and had set off down the 18th fairway when I heard something odd, I guess you’d say, not like an a****l but a retching sound, I wondered if I should ignore it and walk on, I compromised and just stopped to listen, I reached for my phone to get the torch, when I got the shock of my life when a man walked up behind me.He asked me if I was ok. Actually he said do you need a üsküdar escort hand, looking back I think that must be a euphanism . I explained about the noise and we heard it again, Now bolstered by my new good samaritan friend we went towards the noise which turned out to be a 20 something student being sick, he was in quite a bad way and obviously didn’t really register our presence.we debated whether we should help him or leave him to it. We decided to leave him and I went on my way. I hadn’t really got far when I had a crisis of conscience. I decided to go back and make sure the k** was ok.As I got nearer I could see that he was gone and I was about to turn round when I noticed movement in the dark just inside the tree line . I walked quietly over and could tuzla escort see clearly what was happening. My good samaritan friend had pulled down the k**s trousers and pants and was enthusiastically sucking his cock. The k** was on his back, seemingly out cold his underwear around his ankles. It really made my cock twinge. I was in the shadows and felt safe enough to rub myself, I watched as the guy got his own cock out and rubbed himself with a vigorous rhythm against the boys legs still with the young cock in his mouth. I’d never felt so horny and terrible at the same time but I couldn’t bring myself to do anything but pull my cock out. Undoing my belt buckle made a clink and the guy heard it, he started paniclly pulling up his trousers but I whispered its ok, its only me its ok. he stopped and I walked over, holding my trousers up with one hand. we whispered quietly about the situation and safety and getting found out. the mutual decision to carry on was already written. I said I wanted to watch for a bit, I knelt beside them and watched while he abused the boy. I watched while he sucked and kissed his cock. I helped him roll him over and rim the u*********s figure…
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