They love to see my oiled body stiff hard as I slowly jerk it off for their viewing pleasure. Some are shy, and they stay in the distance. Others, not...so much. They come over me, touching themselves, seeing their lovely veined cocks getting harden. Yet one is not enough. I fancy myself like a pornstar, being surrounded by so many hard, throbbing cocks, all wanting my mouth to suck them off, lick their precum, and ultimately, wanting a thick facial dripping all over my hot body. Say it: I love. Things"THAT woke the monster back up, and it was back at the projector on the slide marked "Things I could do to Leah". Neil tried, but he could not figure out how the monster fit so many things on a single slide. There were things on there that would make a porn star blush. Neil tried to take a step back, but he'd run out of stall space. "Look, Leah... we simply can't, OK, we..."Her kiss took the wind out of him and his mind floated somewhere else. She was so innocent one minute, so much. I accepted that I could function outside, even if I couldn't remember it, somethings had obviously managed to find their way into my brain. Maybe it was more a different way of looking at things. Maybe I had somehow managed to keep the confidence I was building, even without a memory of it.I drew one more conclusion from the 'day one' file, I was definitely no author or English scholar. Even I had to struggle to understand it. Somehow I seemed to understand a lot of mechanical things. I suppose. Without thinking, I put my pole down, un-did my jeans and dropped my pants. I always wear panties, and today I had on a red pair of nylon bikini’s. Rob stood there, his eyes fixed on my crotch. He then reached out and gently caressed my cock and balls through the thin nylon. “So far, I really like it.” he said. “I really didn’t know how I would react to this, but those panties do something to me. I can’t believe I’m actually excited!” He continued. My tiny penis began to stiffen.