“And you can also hypnotize people, right?” I asked.He froze. I don’t mean that time stopped, just that his body went entirely stiff. He swallow...d, giving me a wary look.“That is why I find it acceptable that you have sex with your mother,” I continued, “and why I am no longer jealous about Aurora.”“Yeah.” He ran his hand through his messy, black hair. “You mad?”“No. You didn’t make me into a slut like them.”“You’re my friend,” Justin said. “I mean, I like you.”I nodded my head. “You just made. ”“Yeah, I know how it is. I tried to get one out this morning. Living with 6 other guys don’t give you much time in the bathroom, if you know what I mean.”“Haha yeah…well you welcome to have at it. I’ll give ya some privacy.”“No man, you go shower. We’re leaving soon anyway.”I stepped past him and jumped in the shower, still naked and cum leaking down my torso back towards my now hanging dick. It had gone dead with embarrassment. I couldn’t see his cock too well through the glass doors but it. Watching his expression intently, I started to stroke him slowly, feeling the hot, rigid body of it respond to my touch, wondering yet again how the skin was able to slide up and down over something so solid, how his foreskin was able to completely cover the tip one moment, and almost disappear down the shaft the next.Eventually Matt's neck got sore looking back at me, and I soundlessly encouraged him to lay it back down on the pillow, as I attacked his uppermost shoulder with my teeth, gently. Sometimes we’d stop to make out in the far back corner of an old church parking lot and tonight she said she wanted to stop there before I took her home.We pulled into a dark corner with overhanging trees and she reached over to turn off the radio when I stopped the car. Before I could say anything her lips were locked onto mine and I could still smell and taste the last of the pineapple on her lips. Her hand had already run up my thigh and was tracing out the head of my growing cock.She.