“Yes, as a matter of fact I did discuss it with him.” Well, that was certainly a change in attitude. Dick could stay put without me being hassled....My room is rather small and Mom brushed past me to get to the door. She couldn’t help but feel my boner jutting out.“S-sorry, Mom,” I stammered out. I could feel myself blushing.“Don’t be silly,” she replied with a small smile. “It isn’t the first time I’ve felt one of those. You’re just being a normal young man.” Then she surprised when she said,. Close enough in age. They introduced themselves as Brenda and Andy. They announced that they were exhibitionists. So why was Brenda dressed in shapeless sweats and Andy in paint-stained T-shirt and jeans? They explained. For them, exhibitionism was not about getting naked in front of other people. There was no thrill in that. Exhibitionism was about getting naked in front of other people in places where it was unlikely, or discouraged, or prohibited, or would get you arrested. When they met. I reach around to touch his outer thighs when he gets to my rock hard cock. He says I feel good and I reply so do you. By this time my hand moved to his crotch and rapped around his hard cock as I begin to stroke him. He moans with pleasure, caresses my balls and begins to stroke mine.By this time were both real horny and he ask if I want to go to the bedroom and I say yes. Once we get there he ask me to sit on the edge of the bed as he gets down on his knees and starts to lick my thighs from. His cock would be rock hard and oozing clear, sticky pre cum at the thoughts of sucking big, vein covered, sexy cock. Alone, quietly in his room, he would bring himself to orgasm just thinking about it and running his hands over his body and cock. Then, running his fingers through his thick, white, sticky jizz, he would bring those fingers to his lips and feel the slick texture before closing his eyes and imagining it was the cum from a cock he had just brought to orgasm, and tasted it on his.