McNallen, what’s that big ole bulge in your pants? Are you sick or something? Maybe I can help?”I helped all right by grabbing onto his whopper an... giving it a big squeeze. Well, a lot of other stuff happened and before he knew what was going on, his pants and boxers were around his ankles. His woody was sky high by then and I continued to pretend I didn’t know what was I was doing.“Can I kiss it and make it better?”He didn’t say anything even when I started giving him a blow job. I thought I. Mohit caught hold of her hands and I had my grip on her thighs. She moved her face up and bit Mohit on his neck. He was in pain and by impulse gave her a slap. She was crying and her long hair was disheveled. Top two buttons of her top had come out and her lace bra was visible. The sight of her like this was turning me on as I could feel twitching in my jeans. Then to my astonishment Mohit planted a smooch on her lips. He kept on smooching her and she was trying to resist him. I was bit. I set it up on the table at the bottom of the garden where I usually worked, sitting on the wooden bench, making more noise than necessary and clearing my throat loudly as I started tapping on the keys.'Hello, Steve, ' a voice said softly, and I looked up to see the boy smiling at me over the fence.We said the usual things, talking about the weather and how hot it was, and he said he was enjoying the sun for a bit before going out to get some beer.'I've got plenty of beer in the fridge, ' I. As we stood there pressed together I'm pretty sure I felt his cock getting hard and press into me. I wanted to grab it, but I just pressed harder into him.The next night at work started a little awkward, Tom was a little shy about what had happened. That went away as soon as I smiled at him and said, "you know what happened last night? Well, I want more, please." Then I gave him a little hug. I don't think he stopped smiling the rest of the night. On the way home, I was riding with him in.