He was dressed in a pair of tiny pink bikini bottoms, his tiny ass jutting towards the camera. He was not much taller than the man's belly button. The...man grabbed the boy by his head with one of his huge arms, and pulled the boy's small face under his bulging sweaty jockstrap. The man's bulge flopped over the boys face as the boy nuzzled his face beneath it, rubbing his face deeply into it, huffing and moaning, while the man thrust his hips back into the boy's eager face. I realized I was. I learned this the next day, when I walked out into the sun heading for class. After climbing two flights of stairs and starting to sweat, I started to notice something unpleasant. The sweat was accumulating in my crack, and was causing the unpleasant sensation of my two asscheeks sliding past each other with every step. I thought about going to the bathroom and wiping it off, but had to get to class. Eventually, I thought, it would dry. Unfortunately, it did dry, but only after mingling with. Before he could touch them she pulled his shirt completely off and dropped it on the floor with her bra. “Is that better Peter” she asked he replied that it most certainly was and took hold of her breasts, one in each hand. She winced not in pain but in pleasure with the sudden rush of sensations that flooded her system as he gently massaged her breasts and especially when he ran his thumbs over her nipples. She said to him that it was only fair for her to have hold of something of his as she. "Mmm, it's so big," she said, immediately grasping the shaft and wrapping her fingers tight around me."What if Candice returns?" I asked."Don't worry, she won't be home for hours yet."Without another word, she lowered her head and took my engorged head straight into her mouth."Fuck," I gasped. Her mouth was wet, warm and felt so good. I'd never had a pair of lips wrapped around my cock before and it felt amazing, better than I could ever imagine. Her mouth slid up and down, gliding the length.