At eleven, I didn't have a name for it, just a feeling.One particular night, when we were all sixteen and spending the night at my house, my parents w...nt out to dinner; we were all set to shower, then watch a movie.I showered first, then my cousin, then Sara. I slipped on my terry robe and went back to my room to set up the video. I had snuck a porn movie out of my brother's stash that he had well concealtd which I had recently found during a recon of all his secret hiding places. I hadn't seen. You slid your cool hands into my briefs, moving your fingers down to play with each of my testicles. I was already hard, and the visual stimulation on the screen only enhanced the tactile stimulation of your fingers.You left one hand casually stroking the bottom of my ball sac as you withdrew the other one. I watched the women on the screen lift the housewife's legs, wondering, when your hand returned to the inside of my briefs, warm and sticky-wet. You clasped me, making a loose fist, and. The bridge defences are only a few yards this side of the bridge, just far enough into the territory to keep others off the bridge. The total defensive area is only about ten yards in diameter, but it means the barricade that’s a further ten yards this side of it is a large semicircle. The old one across the end of the bridge was only a few yards wide, this one is a few hundred yards long. We near the barricade and camp.At the nod from the Captain I pull off to the side to let the troops pass. My hands were already below the table, but not in my lap. Simone slipped into her chair, the only one empty. No one spoke for several minutes."That is a very pretty nightgown, Simone," It would be a shame to soil it at the table." It might be better if you changed," Into something like your sister is wearing." But you do look lovely."It was almost funny to watch Simone's reaction to the ping-pong style of speaking that Sally and Nicole had developed. It took her a while, but she finally.