" He never broke eye contact, looking my directly in the eyes with every word he spoke. "I still gotta go see about it, get out my way boy." I guess t...at was the magic word. "Boy?? who the fuck yu callin' boy?" He turned me around and bent me over the edge of the bed and pressed his erection against my ass "Do I feel like a boy to you Lauren? Do I feel like a boy? Ima man! You want a man to fuck you?" I was in shock, its what I wanted but I couldnt handle the fact that he was actually doing it.. Here was a beautiful girl who was willing to kiss him, even if it was only play practice, and he could just imagine what she'd do if she realized he had a boner on. "I have to go to the bathroom" he said and jumped up. "I'll be right back."Tara noticed he was walking sort of bent over as he left. Like he was in pain.Then, as he turned to go in the bathroom door she saw it. The front of his jeans was bulging out. He had a hard-on!Her head swam. Was it because of her? Was it because she had said. Not a peep. Not a thing.`What is happening!' my brain screamed in my head. Then a hand landed on my hip. It took everything I had not to scream out in terror. I hadn't expected it. I didn't know what I expected, but I definitely knew it wasn't that.I was dressed only in briefs and a light shirt. It wasn't cold enough to require anything more, nor hot enough for less. The hand started to work its way to my groin, moving so slowly I could hardly tell it was moving at all. But it was, and given. The boss said I had a sweet sexy voice. I liked that and within two days I was in the studio doing my own show. Then it happened. He was the sixth caller that night. He requested his favourite tracks and Eddy the controller found them as usual on his database. We played them as part of the schedule as the night drew on. He would not give his name and called himself simply ‘Mister’ as we chatted on air, talking about music and what he liked for almost ten minutes. I loved his voice, it was.