"Robert nodded. "Clever move by the monster. Pulling hostages in thewater prevents Fortitude from using her lightning attacks. I mean, Iguess she coul..., but she'd risk killing everyone in the pool along withthe monster. And the girls in the Spirit Guard seem unlikely to dothat."Angela frowned. "It was not clever. It was dastardly and cowardly."Robert shrugged. "Of course it was. But it was also clever." Don't compliment an evil monster," she protested.Robert smiled, trying to keep his tone. Your face goes hot with a deep blush at your predicament.I start off with an exam of your underdeveloped penis. It's rock hard, and tiny, but I can't find anything obviously wrong with you. No lumps, lesions, discoloration; anything to indicate abnormality other than your small size. I stroke your little stiffy with my thumb and forefinger until you're humping pathetically into my hand and moaning like a $5 hooker.I take you right to the edge of shooting off in front of all the observant. Brandon glared at him and raised a middle finger in protest. Andrew zoomed out again to include the obscene gesture.“This doesn’t make us queer,” Andrew argued patiently. “All we’re doing is experimenting to see if this works. We haven’t touched each other, and we won’t undress at the same time. We only want to know if this part is doable for us, and if it’s sellable.”Brandon blurted: “I’m the one experimenting, dammit! I’m the one naked with a—” He choked, unable to mouth the words. “And. I don’t know what got into me, I didn’t ask him to take his hands off. Instead just smiled back at him. He took this as a signal to caress my thighs. This was a first for me. After a few minutes, I started liking it.I felt my nipples get hard. I enjoyed having his hands on my thighs. He looked at me and asked whether I liked it. I stayed quiet and just smiled. He grabbed my hand and kept it on his crotch area, and asked me to feel it. I started feeling his cock. He asked me whether I wanted to.