Sex in Public 7

Sex in Public 7
公共场所性行为 7

This is a repost of the series formerly called Some Public Sex. I have cleaned it up a bit and changed some names and things so it can be posted again.
这是之前名为《Some Public Sex》的系列的重新发布。我稍微整理了一下，改了一些名字和内容，以便再次发布。

OK, some guy wrote me a nice e-mail about liking this stuff, so I kinda went back over some of it to see if he was all fucked up, but it turns out he really wasn't, although I had to clear up a couple of things. Like those assholes who try to take your money when you cum. Watch out for this. They want to make sure your pants are ALL THE WAY DOWN, and they'll pull them on down if you don't. That way they are bunched up around your feet and you can't feel them going through the pockets, plus it's much more difficult to chase the guy if it comes to that (which reminds me of the guy who only had $2 for a 'party' [he should have met the guy I did, but that's not part of the story], so he asks the girl what he can get and she says, I can give you a penguin. So he has no idea what that is but he's only got $2, so what the hell. So she makes him take his pants down to the floor, then she takes his $2, then she just walks off. He's chasing her yelling for his $2 with his pants around his ankles. Hence the name). I got a million of 'em.
好吧，有个家伙给我写了一封很不错的电子邮件，说他喜欢这些东西，所以我有点重新回顾了一下，看看他是不是完全搞错了，但结果他真的没有，虽然我不得不澄清几件事。比如那些试图在你高潮时拿走你钱的混蛋。小心这一点。他们想确保你的裤子完全拉下来，如果你不拉，他们会帮你拉下去。这样裤子就会堆在你的脚边，你感觉不到他们在翻你的口袋，而且如果真要追那家伙，也会困难得多（这让我想起了那个只有 2 美元去“派对”的人[他应该遇到我遇到过的那个家伙，但这不是故事的一部分]，所以他问那个女孩他能得到什么，她说，我可以给你一个企鹅。他完全不知道那是什么，但他只有 2 美元，所以管他呢。于是她让他把裤子脱到地板上，然后拿走他的 2 美元，接着就走开了。他裤子还挂在脚踝上，追着她大喊要回他的 2 美元。因此得名）。我还有一大堆这样的故事。

Plus, the cocksucking will be good cuz it's really their only distraction from what at least one hand is doing, so if you can't feel both hands real close to your cock, then watch out. OK. The best thing is just don't fucking carry cash.
另外，口交会很棒，因为这真的是他们唯一能分散注意力的方式，免得至少一只手在做别的事情，所以如果你感觉不到两只手都靠近你的阴茎，那就小心点。好的。最好的办法就是别他妈的带现金。

Then I saw that part of the story of that really cool time I had with Bern at his apartment WASN'T PUBLIC SEX AT ALL! How the fuck did that get in here? Man, I just got carried away or something fucked me up, like a brain cloud or something. Holy shit, I will never get off the fucking subject again! (But it was cool.) The guy that runs the Nifty Archive seems pretty forgiving about that kind of fuckup, but I wouldn't want to make his life hard, er, more difficult, since he doesn't get paid or anything, and he IS one of the PhD's that reads this shit, so man, if you ever see me about to tell something about PRIVATE sex, just go ahead and fucking shoot me or something. Better yet, hit Ctrl-Alt-Del, and I will be one sorry motherfucker.
然后我发现我和 Bern 在他公寓里度过的那段超酷时光的故事中，有一部分根本不是公共场所性爱！这他妈是怎么混进来的？天啊，我可能是太激动了，或者有什么东西搞乱了我的脑子，就像脑雾之类的东西。我的天，我再也不会偏离这个他妈的主题了！（不过那确实很酷。）管理 Nifty Archive 的那个人似乎对这种失误挺宽容的，但我不想让他的生活变得艰难，呃，更困难，因为他没有报酬，而且他确实是读这些东西的博士之一，所以，伙计，如果你看到我要讲关于私人性爱的事情，就他妈的直接开枪打我或者怎么样都行。更好的是，按下 Ctrl-Alt-Del，我会成为一个非常后悔的混蛋。

OK. Now there was another time I was in New York with Marty and we were just there to fucking party (even though I probably had some real good other reason for being there). I wanted to go up to the Ramble or whatever it is called in Central Park, but I got a little scared reading the warnings, and I guess it must be somewhat dangerous or something, I don't know cuz we never went, but I am still curious about it. But anyway, Marty took the fuck off somewhere, probably to raise some spending money, so I went on over to 8th Avenue, which was close to the Marriott Marquis where we were staying, and you can easily walk down to 42nd and the Port Authority and stuff, and a few years ago there were still nothing but porn shops and arcades and even some live show places. I'd be interested to know what's left after the Big Sweep Up. But then the Gaiety and the Show Palace and things like that were there. So I went to the SP to see what that was like and it was pretty cool, I guess, at least at some times. The boys were REALLY cute, and they would just come out into the audience and it seemed like you could do just about anything with or to them that they'd let you pay, I mean tip, for. And if you hung around in that creepy lobby area outside the stage room, they'd pass by headed for whatever it was they used for a dressing room (which I peeked into and it just looked like a fucking broom closet to me, but then costuming is rather minimal at the Show Palace). And you could get their attention somehow, like maybe counting your bankroll, and they'd come over and talk and shit and rub their hard little bodies against your leg or your hip, so that was cool. A lot of them seemed to be available after the show if you wanted that, which I did, but not at New York prices. Did I break my rule against paying for it if I tipped these kids in the audience participation part of their dancing? Well, then I'm not saying if I did or not.
好的。现在还有一次我和马蒂在纽约，我们只是去那里狂欢（尽管我可能有其他很好的理由去那里）。我想去中央公园的那个叫 Ramble 还是什么的地方，但我看到警告后有点害怕，我想那里可能有些危险还是什么的，我不知道，因为我们最终没去，但我仍然很好奇。不过不管怎样，马蒂不知道跑哪儿去了，可能是去弄点零花钱，所以我就去了第八大道，那里离我们住的 Marriott Marquis 很近，你可以很容易地走到 42 街和 Port Authority 之类的地方，几年前那里还全是色情商店、游戏厅，甚至还有一些现场表演的地方。我很想知道大扫除之后还剩下什么。但当时 Gaiety 和 Show Palace 之类的地方还在。所以我去了 SP，看看那里怎么样，感觉还挺酷的，我想，至少在某些时候是这样。那些男孩真的很可爱，他们会直接走到观众中，好像你可以对他们做任何他们允许你付钱，也就是给小费的事情。 如果你在舞台室外那个诡异的大厅区域闲逛，他们会经过，走向他们用来当更衣室的那个地方（我偷瞄了一眼，感觉就像个该死的扫帚间，不过在 Show Palace 这种地方，服装确实挺简陋的）。你可以通过某种方式吸引他们的注意，比如数你的钞票，他们就会走过来跟你聊天、胡扯，还会用他们坚硬的小身体蹭你的腿或臀部，这感觉挺不错。很多人似乎在演出结束后是可以约的，我也想，但不是按纽约的价格。如果我在他们舞蹈的观众参与环节给了这些孩子小费，算不算打破了我不花钱买这种事的原则？嗯，那我就不说有没有这么做了。

So I left there to get a drink somewhere and a cute hustler hit on me right away (like maybe I have hayseed tattooed on my arm, instead of my cock, where it belongs), or maybe it was just becuz I was exiting the SP, yeah, I think that was it, I'm just about positive that was it. Anyway, he takes me to a bar down the street cuz I wanted a fucking drink, and he just gives me a big time hustle, but I know it and it's kinda fun. I'm sitting there and some other kid in a g-string is dancing, and he's somehow managed to get both feet locked behind his head there on the dance floor, and his face is like crammed up against his asshole, and I'm thinking, Jesus, man, we may hafta call the fire department to get him out of that, but I was mistaken, cuz he seems to untangle without the help of any lovely female assistants, but he was obviously a professional and it was not something to try at home, although I know we all wish it was easy.
所以我离开那里去别的地方喝一杯，一个可爱的拉客仔立刻就搭讪了我（可能我胳膊上像是纹了乡巴佬，而不是我的老二，那才是应该纹的地方），或者可能只是因为我刚从 SP 出来，对，我想就是这个原因，我几乎可以肯定就是这个原因。总之，他带我去了街边的一家酒吧，因为我想喝一杯，而他就大肆地拉拢我，但我心里清楚，这还挺有趣的。我坐在那里，另一个穿着丁字裤的小伙子在跳舞，他不知怎么地把双脚锁在了脑袋后面，就在舞池里，他的脸像是被挤到了自己的屁股上，我在想，天啊，伙计，我们可能得叫消防队来把他弄出来，但我错了，因为他似乎不需要任何可爱的女助手的帮助就解开了，但他显然是个专业人士，这不是在家能尝试的事情，尽管我知道我们都希望这很简单。

So, the dancer naturally had my attention during most of this and the hustler is getting a little impatient, cuz I just bought him a drink but nothing else, so now he's coming on pretty strong and he kisses me really hard, tongue and everything else he's got that moves is in my mouth, and starts pulling my hands onto his cock, which surprisingly did seem to be hard, and trying to find mine, which wasn't. I mean we're in a fucking bar on 8th Avenue, man, and in spite of the dancer and his remarkably independent legs, it's not entirely clear that this is a gay bar. So then he's kinda getting on my nerves a little, and I'm thinking I'd rather just go fuck Marty again or something, and hell, there's LOTS MORE to do in NYC than sit here with this aggressive little hustler, cute as he was, so I say, How much for you to go away? And he says, Twenty bucks. And I say, Five. And he takes it out of my life forever. So that was weird, paying a hustler to get lost. I later learned that $20 is a minimum charge for everything in New York, so I got a bargain with the first guy I met.
所以，在这段时间里，舞者自然吸引了我的大部分注意力，而那个男妓有点不耐烦了，因为我只是给他买了一杯酒，但没有别的，所以现在他开始表现得很强势，他用力吻我，舌头和其他能动的东西都伸进我嘴里，还开始把我的手拉到他的阴茎上，令人惊讶的是，那里似乎真的很硬，他还试图找到我的，但我的没有硬。我是说，我们他妈的在第八大道的一家酒吧里，伙计，尽管有那个舞者和他那异常独立的双腿，但这里并不完全确定是同性恋酒吧。所以他有点让我有点烦了，我在想我宁愿再去和 Marty 做爱或者干点别的，见鬼，在纽约还有很多事情可以做，而不是坐在这里和这个咄咄逼人的小男妓在一起，尽管他很可爱，所以我说，你走开要多少钱？他说，二十块。我说，五块。然后他就永远从我的生活中消失了。所以这很奇怪，花钱让一个男妓走开。后来我才知道，在纽约，20 美元是所有事情的最低收费，所以我遇到的第一个人就让我捡了个便宜。

So I picked up some gentlemen's literature and found out where to go, and Marty and I cruised a lot of the bars, clubs, theaters and stuff, but the coolest was when we went to J's (I think that was the name), and it happened to be on Thursday night, which is nothing but a fucking orgy there, so that was cool. But you have to pay a cover, of course, and BYOB. What? No drinks? No. Bring your own fucking beer. And the kid behind us to get in was a really handsome young Italian looking kid named Tom, and he was really into Marty, so we kinda talked with him and that developed later. But we had to go get some beer and Tom showed us where to do that and then we get back to the club and go in, and man, it is strictly clothing optional. This is not a large place, but it's full of naked men wearing only their shoes and socks, clothes checked, I guess, and they are doing all kinds of things, even though this is really only a jackoff club. I didn't get naked right away, although eventually I was, and so was Marty, mostly. But we find Tom and he has a boyfriend there, but they are having some kind of a tiff, so Tom sits with us, and we're talking and watching the fuck films and drinking our beer and stuff. Tom, lucky for us, has another amazing cock that's probably 9 inches or more, but has this abrupt left hand turn in it that makes it look like he can fuck around obstacles or something. It is a power cock, but with that strong hook drive, I'm thinking you have to sneak up on it from behind his left hip if you want to suck the goddamn thing. So, I suavely remark that his cock is curved, and he says No shit, Sherlock. But hey, it's always been curved, what can I say? So I kinda hafta agree with this logic, and my horndogosity is getting pretty strong. Meanwhile, Marty is feeling under endowed! Man, his cock is bigger than mine, and he's embarrassed to haul it out. Go figure. So Tom is responding to me now, I guess cuz Marty's being such an asshole, and I tell him that sucking that cock has become my primary motivation in life, and he says, No, cuz this is a JACKOFF CLUB, and we don't suck cocks here. Now I know that can't be true (but it probably was), so I go looking around.
所以我拿起一些绅士文学，找到了去处，然后我和 Marty 去了很多酒吧、俱乐部、剧院之类的地方，但最酷的是我们去了 J's（我想是这个名字），那天正好是星期四晚上，那里简直就是一场狂欢，所以很棒。但你得付入门费，当然了，还要 BYOB。什么？没有饮料？没有。带你自己的啤酒。我们后面排队进场的有个很帅的年轻意大利裔小伙子叫 Tom，他对 Marty 很感兴趣，所以我们和他聊了聊，后来关系有所发展。但我们得先去买点啤酒，Tom 带我们去了买啤酒的地方，然后我们回到俱乐部进去，天啊，这里完全是可选穿衣的地方。这地方不大，但满是只穿鞋子和袜子的裸体男人，衣服大概是寄存了，他们在做各种事情，尽管这实际上只是一个手淫俱乐部。我一开始没脱光，不过最终还是脱了，Marty 也差不多。 但是我们找到了 Tom，他在那里有一个男朋友，不过他们好像在吵架，所以 Tom 就和我们坐在一起，我们一边聊天，一边看色情电影，喝着啤酒什么的。幸运的是，Tom 有另一根惊人的阴茎，大概有 9 英寸或更长，但它有一个突然的左转弯，看起来像是能绕过障碍物什么的。这是一根有力的阴茎，但带着那种强烈的弯曲，我觉得如果你想吸那该死的东西，你得从他左臀后面偷偷靠近。所以，我很圆滑地评论说他的阴茎是弯的，他说，废话，Sherlock。但嘿，它一直都是弯的，我能说什么呢？所以我有点不得不同意这个逻辑，我的欲望也变得相当强烈。与此同时，Marty 觉得自己不够大！天啊，他的阴茎比我的还大，但他却不好意思拿出来。真是搞不懂。所以现在 Tom 开始回应我，我想是因为 Marty 表现得像个混蛋，我告诉他吸那根阴茎已经成为我生命中的主要动机，他说，不行，因为这是一个 JACKOFF CLUB，我们这里不吸阴茎。现在我知道那不可能是真的（但可能确实如此），所以我开始四处看看。

There's lube and paper towel kinda things everywhere, and men are just openly jacking off (hence, the name, I guess), but a lot of them are helping other guys with their cocks, and there are some really serious looking leather type guys fisting (Christ, I wish I hadn't seen that), and using their imaginations. In one area there seemed to be a cum contest or something, and I'd have to say there was a lot of cum. So I'm still reconnoitering and I find this little fucking closet with just a curtain across the door and it's just like for a mop bucket and the electrical panel or something. Perfect.
到处都是润滑剂和类似纸巾的东西，男人们就这么公开地自慰（因此，我想这就是名字的由来），但他们中有很多人也在帮其他男人弄他们的阴茎，还有一些看起来非常严肃的皮革装扮的家伙在进行拳交（天啊，我真希望没看到那个），并且发挥他们的想象力。在一个区域似乎在进行射精比赛之类的事情，我得说那里有很多精液。所以我还在侦察，然后我发现了一个小他妈的壁橱，门上只有一块帘子，就像用来放拖把桶和电气面板之类的东西。完美。

So Tom and Marty are just not getting anywhere by the time I deliver my report, and Marty is just sulking, but I get his cock out for him and get it hard for him and show it to him so he will remember why we are there, and he says, You only want to suck Tom's cock. Well, . . .yes. Yes, I fucking do. But I say, But you can come too. It will be fun, and Tom's cock may have to be sucked from two directions, I don't know, I haven't got that far. Why the fuck didn't he just find some other guy in there he has a bigger cock than (is that how you say that?)? So, I think, fuck Marty, which is always good too, but this time I mean I'm gonna suck Tom's cock in my newly discovered closet and that's just the way it's gonna fucking be. So I do. Tom finally agrees to just go look at it (but I knew he knew it was there all the time), and we get in there quietly somehow, although looking back on it I imagine the whole fucking place knew exactly what we were doing, maybe they had a fucking camera in there and played it on the fuck film monitors, I don't know. But we do, and Tom immediately climbs on top of the mop bucket cuz this fucking cupboard is way too small to kneel or bend over, and now this wicked curved cock is at least a foot or more higher, so I fucking go to town on that powerful young dick. I attack first in the usual fashion, but I just can't get past the elbow, so I kinda turn him sideways based on my earlier order of battle, and I start to get it lined up with my throat. Before long, it's going down pretty easy, maybe not clear down to the base, but I'm doing a very respectable job on it, and Marty The Shithead opens the fucking curtain! And he's all pouty, and we both say, Cummon in, but he says he's going home. Shit. Fuck. Etc. Fucked again.
所以，当我提交报告时，Tom 和 Marty 还是没有任何进展，Marty 只是闷闷不乐，但我帮他把他的阴茎掏出来，帮他弄硬，然后给他看，这样他就会记得我们为什么在这里，他说，你只想吸 Tom 的阴茎。好吧，……是的。是的，我他妈的确想。但我说，但你也可以来。这会很有趣，Tom 的阴茎可能得从两个方向被吸，我不知道，我还没想那么远。为什么他妈的他不直接在里面找个阴茎比他大的家伙（是这样说的吗？）？所以，我想，去他妈的 Marty，这总是件好事，但这次我的意思是我要在新发现的壁橱里吸 Tom 的阴茎，事情就他妈的得这样。所以我就这么做了。Tom 最终同意去看看（但我知道他一直都知道它在那儿），我们不知怎么悄悄地进去了，虽然回想起来，我想整个他妈的地方都知道我们在干什么，也许他们在那儿装了个他妈的摄像头，还在那些色情电影显示器上播放，我不知道。 但是我们确实这样做了，Tom 立刻爬上了拖把桶，因为这个该死的柜子实在是太小了，根本无法跪下或弯腰，现在这根邪恶的弯曲阴茎至少高了一英尺或更多，所以我就对那根有力的年轻阴茎大开杀戒。我先是以常规方式进攻，但我就是无法越过那个弯角，所以我根据之前的作战命令稍微把他侧转了一下，然后开始让它对准我的喉咙。不久之后，它就顺畅地滑下去了，也许没有完全到底，但我干得非常不错，然后那个混蛋 Marty 竟然拉开了该死的帘子！他满脸不高兴，我们俩都说，进来吧，但他说他要回家了。妈的。操。等等。又被搞砸了。

So that kinda kills the moment, BUT, Tom decides to go with us! Now Marty perks up, and Tom is taking us around to all the boy shows and clubs and stuff, even one where, believe it or not, you had to know the fucking secret password to get in. And we had a really good time at a lot of those places, and we take some cabs and are just all fucking over each other in the back seat of the cabs. Driver? Fuck him. And somehow we go from J's, which is way the fuck down on Houston, all the way up to the Gaiety, just across the street from the Marquis. Cool. So we're in the theater, which of course is just a strip show, and I'm sitting next to Tom while Marty went out to replenish his spending money, and Tom just takes his cock out there in the second row and I'm stroking it for him, and the dancers don't care, but come over to see that curved fucker and kinda grin and shit. Then Tom has to go home or he will miss his train and have to stay in the City, which sounds cool to me, cuz, presto, I already have a hotel room. But it didn't happen. He went home. Marty didn't come back till late either. Actually we met Tom again the next night just by coincidence (in a city of ninety million or whatever, there's no such thing as coincidence), and he was with some friends, but they weren't doing anything I wanted to do until about 4 fucking o'clock in the morning, and I just went to bed. But I guess Marty fucked him or maybe the other way around, and Marty would have to have been some other way around to get that boomerang in his ass.
这样有点破坏了气氛，但是，Tom 决定和我们一起去！现在 Marty 振作起来了，Tom 带我们去了各种男孩表演和俱乐部之类的地方，甚至还有一个地方，信不信由你，你得知道他妈的秘密口令才能进去。我们在很多地方都玩得很开心，我们坐了几次出租车，在出租车后座上互相纠缠。司机？去他的吧。然后不知怎么的，我们从 J's 那里，一直到了 Gaiety，J's 在 Houston 那边很远，而 Gaiety 就在 Marquis 对面。很酷。所以我们在剧院里，当然那只是一个脱衣舞表演，我坐在 Tom 旁边，而 Marty 出去补充他的零花钱，Tom 就在第二排把他的阴茎拿了出来，我在帮他撸，舞者们不在乎，但他们走过来看那个弯曲的家伙，还咧嘴笑了一下。然后 Tom 得回家了，不然他会错过火车，不得不留在城里，这对我来说听起来很酷，因为，嘿，我已经订了酒店房间。但这没发生。他回家了。Marty 也很晚才回来。 其实我们第二天晚上又偶然遇到了 Tom（在一个有九千万人口的城市里，根本没有巧合这回事），他和一些朋友在一起，但他们直到凌晨四点才开始做我想做的事，我就去睡觉了。但我想 Marty 可能和他发生了关系，或者是反过来，Marty 肯定得换个方式才能把那个回旋镖塞进他屁股里。

Anyway, the trip home was pretty fun, cuz we jacked off each other on the airplane, another thing you read about in literature. It's not that tough to do, you just have to be careful and go kinda slow, cover with a blanket and be prepared what you're going to do with the cum. Also, controlled breathing is vital, cuz you know how you can sorta lose it when you feel your balls draw up and the cum trigger pulls and you just have to gasp whether you fucking want to or not. Well, gasping is not tolerated on airplanes and it is a fucking federal offense or something to cum on board one, I guess. Anyway, they are just not very understanding people. But we didn't get caught and sorta made it through the gasping phase without any trauma. But we forgot to have any cumrags handy, which was inconvenient, but in a way made it hotter, cuz when Marty shot his load, I just cupped my hand over the head of his cock and let it splash against the palm. Then I got to lick that off discretely and I just wiped whatever fell off on his jeans. I don't think those pilot guys care about cumstains, do they? Course, Marty doesn't shoot his load very forcefully, but I do, so when he tried the same thing on my cock, it just blasted through his fingers and I'm like, HEY, THERE'S FUCKING CUM EVERYWHERE! And I hurry around to get my own hands under the blanket to catch some of this out of control semen, and I start to laugh again cuz it's like The Two Stooges, and my cock is still shooting under the blanket and both our hands are fighting each other under there to block the cumshots from getting on the blanket or into the fucking aisle or into the cockpit or something, and now I'm really laughing right out loud, which I guess is legal, unlike gasping. And I finally quit shooting my load, but I keep laughing and then I'm pretending that Marty is tickling me or something so I don't have to explain to all the people around us about the cum. That would be bad. So we kinda calm down and the pilots don't come back and throw us off the plane or anything, so we begin to clean up what we can under the blanket and lick up the cum, unobtrusively, of course. And my clothes are pretty well stuck to my body, and there's some cum on the blanket, but hey, I did the best I could, and I sent Marty to the head with the blanket to kinda clean it up, so everything came out OK, I guess, and nobody even mentioned the smell of a couple of loads of semen. As the hunk said, the pleasure was all mine.
总之，回家的旅途相当有趣，因为我们在飞机上互相手淫，这是你在文学作品中读到的另一件事。做起来并不难，你只需要小心一点，慢慢来，用毯子盖住，并且准备好如何处理精液。另外，控制呼吸至关重要，因为你知道当你感觉睾丸收紧，射精的触发被拉动时，你会忍不住喘气，不管你他妈的想不想。好吧，在飞机上喘气是不被允许的，而且在飞机上射精好像是联邦罪行还是什么的，我猜。总之，他们不是很理解的人。但我们没有被抓到，也算是顺利度过了喘气阶段，没有任何创伤。但我们忘了准备擦拭布，这有点不方便，但某种程度上也让事情变得更刺激，因为当 Marty 射出来的时候，我只是用手掌盖住他的阴茎头部，让它溅在手掌上。然后我可以悄悄地舔掉，掉下来的部分我就擦在他的牛仔裤上。我觉得那些飞行员不会在意精液污渍，对吧？ 当然，Marty 射得不是很有力，但我射得很有力，所以当他尝试在我阴茎上做同样的事情时，精液直接从他的手指间喷射出来，我就说，嘿，到处都是他妈的精液！然后我赶紧把手伸到毯子下面去接住这些失控的精液，我又开始笑，因为这就像《The Two Stooges》一样，我的阴茎还在毯子下面射，我们两个的手在下面互相争抢，试图阻止精液弄到毯子上，或者弄到他妈的过道上，或者弄到驾驶舱里什么的，现在我真的大声笑出来，我想这应该是合法的，不像喘气那样。然后我终于停止射精，但我还是继续笑，然后我假装 Marty 在挠我痒痒什么的，这样我就不用向周围的人解释精液的事了。那会很糟糕。所以我们稍微冷静下来，飞行员也没有回来把我们赶下飞机什么的，于是我们开始在毯子下面尽可能地清理，并悄悄地舔掉精液，当然是小心翼翼地。 我的衣服几乎粘在身上，毯子上还有一些精液，但嘿，我已经尽力了，我让马蒂拿着毯子去洗手间稍微清理了一下，所以我想一切都还好，估计没人提到几摊精液的气味。正如那个帅哥所说，快乐全是我的。