Rob started stuttering, not really knowing what to say and then plucked up courage to say, 'it's your lips, they are really kissable'.'Robert do you m...an to say that you want to kiss me, someone who is old enough to he your mother. Do you kiss your mother on the lips', she asked.'Of course not but I just love the look of your bright red lips and would like to kiss them,' he replied.'To tell you the truth I really like wearing this lipstick as I notice other men looking at me. Mr Barratt doesn't. I mostly liked to see naked butts and always tried to see older boys' naked whenever I could. I also liked certain of my buddies butts better than others, and I guess I must have had one they liked because most of my playmates paid a lot of attention to mine, which was fine with me. We did different stuff: for instance, one boy would lay on his stomach and the other would sit on top, right on his butt, and just play around, like maybe you would press your dick and balls against it or bounce. His moaning and groaning grew louder at her touch andhe struggled to release his hands, to no avail."For this special occasion, I shall wank this little sissy with my ownpanties, washed by Peter himself this morning. Aren't you a lucky boy mydarling, getting to wash my lovely frillies?" asked Eleanor as shereached into her bag and withdrew a delicate pair of lilac satinpanties. The other ladies nodded in approval.David found himself trembling in anticipation as Eleanor reached towardsPeter's. I couldn't focus in art class, I kept thinking about the firemen in the parking lot, about being fucked hard in the back of a pick up truck, having my breasts squeezed and pulled. I, some how, made it through the day and back home. I stripped down and started reading my favorite erotica and felt my nipples get hard, my juices started to flow. But I wasn't in the mood to finish quickly tonight, I teased myself. Long slow stroke of my fingers, purposefully avoiding my clit, waiting until I was.