‘This ladies, is the new sex chair that I will be now vending.’ There was still stunned silence. ‘Who is the guy?’ one voice asked ”does he ...ome with the chair?’ another asked, and the room exploded with laughter. All the nervousness that I had felt before about being naked in front of these strange women was gone. My cock was hard and it was really turning me on to know that they were all staring at it. There was no way from me to know if they were truly staring at it. But in my mind I could. I can't recall for sure, but I must have jacked off a half-dozen times sitting there at that window. Then they were all in their cars and gone for the night. A good thing, too, as my young cock was getting very raw! It was spring break and school was out, so the next morning I had breakfast with mom, threw on a pair of cut-off jeans, (too small due to my rapid growth), and was out the door as soon as my mother left for work. My plan was to hang out in the field nearby and maybe hunt up a few. I just knew that her body would be better than I can imagine, and what stroke of cosmic luck would it take to touch or see her, naked? I thought constantly about how to get to touch her. I jerked off everyday to those thoughts. I also thought about the fact that I could never ever share those thoughts with another human being. Either the ones about her and sex, or about masturbating. I would rather just die. So I asked her out, to the movies Friday night. We went, took her home, and sat around. .. neck", I blurted, not having the confidence to say "tits" to her face."My neck?", she asked, a bit confused, "well, okay (she moved her hair to one side, revealing her neck) go on. Smell it. I want you to smell my neck."I leaned in until I was almost kissing her and inhaled her wondrous, floral scent deeply. My cock strained against my jeans. Without thinking, I gave her neck a lick. She pushed me against the wall. Standing a step higher than me, she looked taller. More powerful."I didn't.