"And take you clothes off Timmy. We should all be naked in your bedroom."I stood there for a few seconds looking at Anna. Then at Jack. He was tucking...into the sandwiches now. I slowly took off my clothes.I imagined how I must look to Jack. Slim, hairless, smooth skinned and tanned, and with the penis of a boy – always erect and dripping, always eager. I always thought I had a good looking penis. I looked down at myself – it's a about five inches long when erect, circumcised, slim like me, with. ?Baylor, who was Benny’s Chastebois ?sponsor? laughed. ?Esther loves the FunSack, but she only puts it on when I start slacking off on chores. She is thinking of building an ant farm in the FunSack and leaving it on for about ten days. She could get away with it, because I do work from home!?Fitzie, who was one of the oldest members of the group assured Benny that all he had to do was keep his mind off the torture. ?When Colleen locked me in the FunSack with a bunch of crickets, I just thought. The need to devour, to hold, to take rose in him. This was far removed from the gentle, sophisticated seduction of Rachmaninoff. With the notes of Orff rose the need to possess, the passionate desire to claim her body and soul. It was not enough anymore to satisfy the physical need, he wanted to see her taken away by her own pleasure, wanted to own that moment of absolute abandon - wanted her to gift him with it. With the strength of the almost visceral chorus of Carmina Burana he lifted her in. We seemed to be shrouded in a warm aura of intimacy. We talked on an on. I know we both felt the attraction and the erotic pull. Sometimes words would catch in his throat from nervousness. So that is another of the feelings - intimacy that you can almost feel, enhanced by being nude in front of someone you love in such a special way. It is nearly orgasmic.I don't know where it is all going to lead. But I admit to enjoying the lovely, lovely aspect of this loving intimacy.EllenAn immediate image.