The tiny itch grew between my thighs and my cheeks reddened. What would it be like to touch her soft breasts? Mine were firm, with tiny nipples. They ...ardened as I thought of Willoweyes's breasts, my nipples pressing against the rough cotton of my brown dress. My hips shifted as I absently brushed the plow horse. Would Willoweyes like me to touch her breasts? It was only to satisfy my curiosity on how soft they were.Not sexual. I had to be pure. The plow horse nickered and stamped his hooves.. Then as nothing happened he asked me ‘truth or dare’ so of course I said dare, he thought for a bit and he dared me to take off my clothes again and masturbate in front of him and then lick my own cum. So I again took off my trunks and started to move my hand up and down my cock I looked at Chris and saw him staring at my cock, I slow started to pump harder and harder until I started to tense up, Chris was only a foot away from me now and then it came I covered Chris and me with sticky white. She attributed their attraction to the similarity in age, although Evan recognized that Rich’s nearly ribald nature was diametrically opposite to his own reserve. Where Evan was serious, studious, and intense, Rich was fun-loving and somewhat careless. As the relationship between the two couples developed, Evan saw Rich as a daring foil to his own restraint. At the same time, Rich seemed to have a respect for Evan’s intellect and dedication to his students. “I love my guys and gals,” Rich told. We met and made many wonderful friends... That's where I met her... She was absolutely gorgeous! I'd seen her there several times, and we'd spoken on occasion, and even though I kept it no secret that I was bi-sexual, I always feared saying too much or scaring her off if I told her about my attraction to her...One Saturday night at the club while partying pretty hard, I found myself on the dance floor next to her... A lot of small talk... After the song ended, I headed back to my table and sat.