Soft and passionate, I hoped it would never end. With my hand resting on her thigh, I grabbed her and pulled her onto me so she straddled me. We were ...issing, but no longer softly. Fast and furiously she kissed me as if her life depended on it. I had both of my hands on her great, round ass. Dancers have great asses. This was more than I'd imagined would happen, it was amazing. She reached down and lifted my shirt over my head and run her fingers down my bare chest. I removed her top which was. My man boobs wobbled slightly as I tugged off the top, and one of the women in the audience shouted “He’s got bigger tits than me!” to a huge eruption of cackling. I knew my next move would shut them up, as I turned away from the crowd and ripped down my tracksuit bottoms, leaving me standing in front of the women in just my Speedo’s and bow tie. The women couldn’t see my concealed thong and padding, so there was quite a gasp as I turned around. Most of these dumb chav cunts weren’t expecting. Justin was an incredible lover, with lovely blue eyes, longish dreaded hair, beautifully tanned skin and a body to die for. Justin and I fucked on a regular basis. It was never more than that… neither of us wanted it that way. If I picked up someone else for the night or if he did, it was never an issue. I saw him smile at me and I knew by his look that he was available for my pleasure. We got a cab back to his place and we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. He had the most amazing body!. We’d get home from school…where we had total privacy for about an hour each day…get the porno out of our parent's bedrooms and look at the magazines. Our hard cocks would come out and we’d stroke ourselves while lying side-by-side on the bed or sitting next to each other on the couch. We’d talk about what we’d like to do to this or that girl and at the same time, slowly build up our pace while watching each other jack off. It always reached a point where one of us would ask the other if they.