We would typically just masturbate each other while we necked. He would finger me while I jacked him off. A couple of times I came like this, but it w...s ‘hit or miss' for me. But I could always make him cum with my hand though. I really liked doing it, too.” “I see…he was getting his, but you were not getting yours regularly?” “Yeah, something like that…Marc, you have to understand that I was only sixteen, and quite naïve about my own sexuality. I did not know what to expect. I was learning as. It was evident that both of us were enjoying it thoroughly. My body trembled and developed goose pimples as he was licking down to my crotch and envelope my dick with his lips.I got ‘turn on’ now and my dick responded to his lip treatment. I became relaxed and it helped him take the shaft and suck nicely. I started relishing every bit of his action. He moved his mouth up and down as if he was tasting an ice candy. I also moved my hips in coordination with his sucking and this pleased him a lot.. And you are practically our age, so it’s totally cool,” Mandy told her.“Hmmm. I’ll be right back,” she smiled and left.Coach Calhoun went back to her coach’s locker, stripped off her sweaty practice clothes, and proudly marched back to the showers. No towel. No clothes. Her only covering was a small patch of blonde pubic hair. Coach Calhoun turned the corner and entered the showers to the cheers and cries of the team! “How does it feel Coach?” asked Lori. “It feels great!” Coach modestly. He had a fever like none I had ever felt.He cracked one eye open and gave me an unfocused stare."Jon!" I whispered. "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"The butler's teeth were clattering together as he convulsed beneath his coverings. I tore the bedding from his body with strength I didn't know I had. Underneath, Jon lay in a tattered shirt. Burn marks glistened on his shoulder ... broken only by red, angry wounds that oozed with green and white puss."Wound..." he managed to stutter. "Not.