Bobo and I went through quite a bit of beer at dinner and then watching a ball game. When he got up to take a piss he was a bit unsteady. Matty had no... been drinking, I noticed. She jumped up and told Bobo she’d better help him, to make sure he hit the toilet so she didn’t have a mess to clean up. He grinned and followed her. I heard a long piss because they left the door open and his pants were bulging when he returned. Matty’s face was real pink and she was grinning at me. I smiled back, my. My subs hold them behind their head until they told they may put them down.” Cindy put her hands in the proper place immediately. Don started to, but Mathew stopped him. “Before you do that, boy, we need to be sure you will remember to present yourself as directed in the future. Unzip your pants and let your dick hang out for everyone to see. Then put your hands where they belong.” Don opened his belt and started to unbutton the waist of his pants when he suddenly stopped and looked over to. The vibrator was one that moved in a back-and-forth direction about two inches and would also twist to-and-fro about 120 degrees. I thought, “Wow”, but decided to keep that for later.Fulfilling my nervous hope, she asked if I’d like to try any of them on myself adding, “For later… or perhaps now?” The question hung in the air.Pausing to think how far I dared go, I tentatively asked if she was willing for us each to masturbate in front of the other, solo, and adding, “Just to see what it is. I recall a couple times where I took huge risks of getting caught pink-handed, but the thrill of the moment always seemed to outweigh the risks. We were in high school, on a bus heading towards a marching band competition. Robin and I were fooling around on the bench seat, and since we were sharing a blanket to 'keep warm' no one was the wiser. No one, that is, until Robin's Mom, who was chaperone on the bus, called out from her seat in the front of the bus and asked why she couldn't see.