" She said."Your husband is insane, you are stunning and any man should be lucky to even kiss you." I replied honestly.I had to use the Viagra with h...r, she couldn't get enough and had to tear herself away when our time was up. She too kissed me passionately and gave me her card as she left.The third lady was a little different, she looked like a biker chick, long dark hair in a ponytail, all dark clothes and was pretty muscular. She enjoyed my tongue longer than the others but once we'd. .. I know what you're thinking, a cheerleader, fourteen years old boy YA RIGHT ... well ... It really happened!It just so happens I am what you would call "extremely" well endowed. To the extent that I had stopped taking showers after gym solely on the fact I was teased endlessly by other boys who "thought" I had a hard on and 10" dick, even soft, can look hard to some. I thought I was abnormal looking after at the dicks around me and just kept myself out of sight.Being almost 15 I was well. Maybe some would say Rachael was a tomboy because she could dribble behind her back, but as far as I was concerned, she was just my friend. It didn’t hurt, however, that we could cream anybody in the neighborhood, two against two.“I got an Ouija game!”“A squeegee game?”“Ouija, dummy. It knows everything.”This I didn’t know. I’d seen the Magic 8 Ball that would say things like, “You may rely on it,” but that was pretty lame.“Let’s see it.” Seeing isn’t a problem if your windows face each. I force my eyes away and realize that just a few inches away, his towel starts to gape open. I swallow even harder as I turn my head to see if anything is on show... I try to ignore the disappointment that rushes through me when I realize nothing is showing. His towel is open to reveal his hairy, muscly legs that are spread wide, but god damn it that stupid towel is covering everything else. I quickly tear my eyes away, trying to ignore the growing feeling of need within me. I head over to my.