I could sense him at the urinal at the very end, doing his business. Porn Not like we went on a date. “What? This guy had balls. I looked up, and saw the Jacker panting and licking his lips. You’re a natural.” He disappeared into the darkness. He must have been a construction worker, because he was tan everywhere, and his muscles were bulging as he jacked it. “Tell him!” I yelled at him, but he continued to stare with that longing look on his face. Normally, the average guy, which I consider myself, would probably zip up and run. “Tell him!” I yelled at him, but he continued to stare with that longing look on his face. My eyes focused, and I recognized it as the Jacker. I tried to pull back, but the Trooper’s hand was keeping me there. Not me. The Jacker had gripped it through my pants and was squeezing it to the rhythm of my blood flow.
