They heady feeling that those girls, and possibly Lidia as well, were attracted to me, had a life changing affect. I banished forever, my nervousness ...ith girls. I could feel my cock growing with my confidence, and found that, strangely, it no longer seemed a burden, to hide, and worry over, it only served to demonstrate my self confidence. Why should I be embarrassed I thought, looking down unabashedly at the growing bulge straining against the right leg of my shorts, this gloriously blatant. Only 3 kilometres past and the point of no return would happen for me. With my hand stationed on her mid side, Bethany took my arm and repositioned it so that my hand landed square on her right breast. With her lead my hormones would begin to kick in and I could feel my penis start to grow. Under her affirmation, my hand started to kneaded her breast through her hoody, t-shirt and bra. I could feel that her bra was one of the padded style that help to accentuate her already fine feature. I. “Good. Now lead on, Nell,” Arch finished.Nell led us through the scrub to the side of where the Nephilim had originally attacked from, skirting around the side. I soon spotted the two werewolves, though not the Nosferatu whom I could sense, but not spot at all, such was their ability to blend into the background.“Keep the noise down,” Nell ordered. “We’re now within earshot of their pickets.”Our advance slowed to a crawl as we carefully stepped our way towards where the Nephilim were assembling. Not that she was doing anything…I was just a little embarrassed. One day after my chores. I went to the creek for a time to relax. I stripped down and soaked in the creek to cool down a little…then I layed on the grassy bank to relax. The warm sun felt good, and I relaxed, half dozing for a half hour or so. My cock began to twitch, then throb. I stroked it gently, then a little harder. I t felt good…very good. I stroked a little harder….then harder, until I knew I couldn’t stop. My body.