We were a little nerdy but quite typical boys– preoccupied with girls, sex and how our young cocks were shaping up. One Saturday we were hiking out ...n the hills and we started talking trash about how big our cocks were. We had seen each other in the gym showers and we kind of knew what each of us had down there. But, still, it turned into a good-natured argument.I told the guys that what really matters is how big a cock is when it's fully erect – not when it's limp. So we each dared each other. I grabbed onto her tighter and started to feel my cum shooting. “Yessss Mom, me too!!!”I pulled my cock from my mom. The cooler water was a bit of a shock as it rinsed our come from my cock. “I’ll right baby, you have to go get dressed and go meet your friends.”“I’d rather stay here you Mom.”“I know you would Robby, but if this is going to continue, you can’t spend all your time with me. Go meet with your friends and keep your plans. When you get back, we’ll talk.”“And have sex again?” I. She was fidgeting in her seat again. Music swelled up from the orchestra pit. On stage bodies moved with grace, fluidly, making the difficult seem effortless. The Alvin Ailey Dance Company was coming to the end of Revelations, their last dance.Sasha had completely ignored me throughout the performance. Her only acknowledgement that I was her escort was when she grasped my hand and gripped it tightly, absorbed by the dancers on stage. I occupied myself with watching a truly superb dance troupe. She wondered where he was. “Probably,” she said out loud, “coming up with more ways to torment me.” Instead of anger, however, she felt a naughty thrill of anticipation.Entering her room, she saw laid out on her bed a white cotton martial arts outfit and a sports bra. She laughed at the continued absence of panties, declaring to the empty room, “Boys will be boys.”As quickly as she could, she changed into the martial arts outfit, although she struggled a bit with how to wrap and tie the long.