" I whispered, smiling at her."How about this?" She said as she ran her hand down the front of my boxer shorts and cupped my balls and started gentl... squeezing them. I let out a gasp and started to breathe heavily. She apparently liked my reaction, cause after she squeezed by balls a few times and noticed that my cock was getting extremely hard, she pulled it out of my fly and began stroking it gently at first, but then a little harder as my reactions to what she was doing started to arouse. I began working his t-shirt up caressing the line of hair up from his boxer briefs and over his own small hard nipples. Adorable I thought, as I rubbed my palms in small circle over them. In reward or revenge his fingers found my own nipples and his thigh began grinding slowly side to side. I could feel the slick slide of my lips against themselves and wet heat over all soaking through the boxers. His groans only confirmed my suspicion he could feel my wetness on his thigh. He broke our kiss,. I shifted, rolled onto my back, and she curled, fitted herself against me, and lay her head on my chest.After a minute, she said, “Thanks.”“No problem.”“No, I mean, thanks for not peppering me with a thousand questions.”“I had a thousand on the tip of my tongue,” I said. “But then it really didn’t seem to matter for the moment.”“Right,” she said. “In due time.”“Can I ask one?”“I guess.”“Why didn’t you tell me?”I felt her shrug.“You know, I’m private,” she said. “Like you. Remember?”“You’re not. "For now get your helmets out and put them on. We'll be checking fit during practice. Tomorrow we'll be practicing in full pads so make sure you put everything away in your locker tonight. Also look at pages three through six in the playbook. Those are the plays we will be working on today."I was pulling out the playbook when Jason jogged up carrying his own set of boxes. "I got number eighty-nine," he told me."I want to see helmets and jerseys. You have two each home and away," Coach Durant.I.