Whiskey On Ice
I shivered, trying to shake the cold. How did I let you talk me into this? It was one of those things that started as a harmless joke. Hell, in theory it kind of excited me, but sitting here on this cold bleacher that excitement was nowhere to be found. Instead there was just raw paranoia in its place. 'Somebody is going to catch on. They are going to hear it, or see my face, or even worse what if I make noise when I cum?' Usually I can be quiet if I need to but keeping quiet and staying...
Masturbation