"Let me take a look at it." When he hesitated I snorted again. "I won't bite. Lift your pant leg."He tugged at the stiff cloth but his jeans would not...allow access. "It's fine," he said as he jerked the fabric back in place."Slip 'em off." He looked at me like a virgin at a frat party. "What's the matter? Don't tell me you're shy? I'm trying to render first aid here. Get 'em off."He complied reluctantly. Once he had his shoes and his jeans off I poked around on his injured leg. It was going to. When I looked at JR, he was as white as a ghost. Mo was giggling and pushing her way through the crowd."Um, do you know what this means?" I said to JR."Yes, I think I do," JR said, his voice cracking like mine was.While I knew there was a good chance I would be picked for the program, I never dreamed it would be with JR and my sister. I knew my father had his hand in it one way or another."I guess we better go, huh?" I said.I felt JR put his arm around my shoulders. He pulled me to his side,. Maybe he is too big so they don't fit together right, easily. That might hurt, hurt one or the other, maybe both. I don't know." I looked at her, and she sniffed and shook her head.I knew mine was pretty big, and I knew I had hurt some girls and maybe one or two women as well, at least until they got used to me and my tool..."I'd like to do it, I mean before I get to college. You've done it haven't you?"I nodded. "A few times." Like a few dozen times. I did not smile, but it took some. " Goddamn it," said Raul, giving in to the signals his little head was sending to his big head. "I want to fuck some cheerleader pussy!"Barbara and Sandy giggled. "Well why didn't you say so?" asked Sandy."Get on all fours, side by side," Raul commanded.The two ladies assumed Raul's desired position, their cheerleader panties now available for Raul to read. He kicked off his clothes, leaving only the football jersey, and knelt behind them, his cock pointing straight up at the ceiling."I still.