I can tell though by the looks of their tight fitting jeans that they both had a couple of big packages and nothing to complain about. Myself I consid...red myself lucky. I was of Italian decent and had a seven and half inches of uncut dick. My muscular body came from hard work, not from taking steroids. I had nothing on my mind except looking forward to the long weekend coming up. The family and I would be spending the long weekend together. Lots of swimming playing family sports, barbequing,. "I think I need to speak with those men." You shouldn't bother them right now. They have to talk to the leaders. You can talk with them later when you meet everyone," he kindly explains to me."Oh they are talking to your leaders, are they?" I catch on quick. I don't want to offend these people and their hospitality. But I suddenly feel strongly, that I should speak with the leaders too, so I push the young man."You want to introduce me to your leaders, right now." I say and move into his mind. Just like everyone in my family, I have brown, curly hair, and I am slight, with small tits that Daddy always called perky as hell. I'm nineteen years and I am at the same college as my sister Geena, My sister Hanna went there, and my brother Eric will go there too, when he finishes high school. My mother is kind of cool and aloof. I never did understand her. But I understood Daddy.He first started coming to my room when I was sixteen years old. He was so sweet. He showed me what it was to be a. With that I slowly pulled down my Calvins to reveal the swimmers black jock that I was wearing. My cock was extra sensitive as I had been dreaming of this Adonis and it filled the pouch to bursting capacity. Although I wasn’t totally hard, it was at least half hard from the view in front of me.With this Wayne obviously relaxed more. Was I imagining it or did Wayne actually spend a bit more time than usual checking out my bulge? Only time will tell. At this stage the plan had really formulated.