Thank goodness that there is a part of the male anatomy that reaches a certain point, where it just fails to respond. I had never reached that point b...fore, but I did last night, or should I say early this morning.We drove over the causeway looking for a diner to get some breakfast. We both were in serious need of coffee and some sustenance to regain some strength. We found a small place and stopped in and sat and waited for the waitress. As we waited, sipping coffee, my mind started to think. My hormones had taken control of my body. My cock had risen up almost like it wanted a peek at the promised land itself. I started to move, but it was not toward the light switch, but rather toward the Couch. I needed a closer look. My mind lied when it said, "Just a quick peek and then it's off to the bathroom for a good jerk-off. "It probably wouldn't have mattered what she looked like.I was, after all, your typical teenage horndog but my aunt was a fox and I constantly got hard whenever. I turned invisible and headed out.I stood outside the girls' locker room at my high school. I felt nervous about my next venture despite having walked past other people on campus without being noticed. I took a deep breath and walked in.I waited in the shower area. Out of habit I sat on a locker bench though I noticed my legs weren't tired. I wasn't the most athletic person. I wore out easily. I hated when the P.E. coach made us run.A bell rang and I became alert. I stood as the room filled. Billie had to make sure there was always cold beer in the fridge and plenty of liquor.When Kathy got home from her job she was often tired. "Billie would you massage my feet for me? I have been standing all day and you know how much I like your foot massages."Amanda did I ever tell you how much Billie likes doing my feet? When we lived at home Billie used to do this all the time. Billie, should I also tell Amanda what else you used to do to relax me?" Please Kathy; don't try and embarrass me in.