He was of a similar height, no chubbiness so was probable around 150lbs. ‘Low hanging balls excite me’, I said. ‘Would you feel grossed out if ... touched them?’ ‘No. Help yourself but only if you allow me to feel your cock afterwards’. I agreed and reached out for Ben’s cock and ball. I had masturbated in the shower many times but had never held another boys cock and balls in my hands. It felt strange but it also felt good. I don’t know what came over me at that point but I gently swirled his. I looked at him and noticed his hand, rubbing himself through his pants slowly. I stopped playing with myself and crossed my legs, to tease him.I raised my hand “Uh Mr. C i need help” i said.I walked over to my desk.“What is it Alexis” he asked looked on my bookI began to ramble on about some stupid problem i was “stuck” on, and slowly unbuttoned my shirt slightly, so he could look down at my breasts.“So what you need to do is try to get X by multiplying-” he went on quietly as he slipped his. He could see Holly standing and talking quietly. The men were dark, dressed in shabby pajama-like robes.A knife flashed in one of the men's hands, and he heard one speak in heavily-accented English, "pretty woman, yes? Pretty woman. Yes. Pretty woman come with us. Yes. No fight. No fight."Gene knew Holly's stance was anything but casual. She would be ready to fight, no doubt. Gene crept forward, hid behind a car just a few meters from where the men were closing in on Holly."Yes, pretty woman. I. ’ They slid into the apartment together, his hands pulling her blouse from her jeans, touching the warm flesh, her hands reaching up to scuffle his hair. Andrew stood still and slid his hands down to her flanks, looking at her admiringly. Clare reached up to kiss his throat as he unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off her shoulder blades, pausing to kiss each one. He felt the swell of her breast gliding against his shirt and wanted to press her down onto the sofa bed to roll her over onto her.