#410802 - it was the only way I could get to touch him without actually admitting I was a pervert. Gary wore the same clothes for day’s sometimes even weeks he was always pretty scruffy He had dark blond hair that badly needed cut but I loved his hair and at any opportunity I would touch feel or run my fingers through it. 45 I walked into the woods I walked to the fallen tree the spunk I had shot on to it the day before had gone I suppose it must have dried in the dog ran about as I stood there rubbing my cock and balls through my trackies getting myself hard dreaming that it was Greg who was touching me up I would get rock hard then leave it alone then when it went back down to soft I would start rubbing it again making it hard causing my precum to rise I put my hand down into my boxers get some precum on my finger bring it to my mouth and lick it up I must have hung around the fallen tree for about an hour then went back out into the park and sat on a bench just hoping that Greg might be late