David took his cock and asked me to hold it. I looked down at his cock, it was massive!!! at least 6" and it wasnt even hard. My heart started to race...and leaned forward held his cock and pointed it towards the toilet.David started peeing, i could feel the pee rushing from his cock, from some odd reason my heart was now pounding like never before, my hands were a little shaky and i was struggle to keep his cock pointed in the right direction.'good boy' Ben shouted as David was finishing. Now. My vocabulary is not very extensive enough so I might make some mistakes.At school, I always used any excuse I found to be around boys: Contact Sports, Dance, Theater, whatever. At 5’00” and 100” I was a popular little blond gymnast for a few years, but I lost interest so that I could grind on boys in sports like Brazilian jiu-jitsu. I studied in a private school, which is not such a privilege for the very rich like it is in the US. Yeah, the poor can’t make it, but most of us middle class. Almost ashamed of what I was doing, I masturbated to their moans, their cries of pleasure and the rhythmic movements of the bed above me, I heard a squeal that was Jenny, the scream became I scream and I ejaculated to the silence, to the unknown!I awoke to Jenny lying in my arms, her head on my chest and Karen shaking us both gently,"Come on you two" she said gently, "I'm going to cry in a minute"It was a spontaneous reaction as we reached out and pulled her into our embrace,"Jenny, you left. It was strange not seeing it. Not knowing what his body looked like.I thought about his cock. Was it big, small, bent, lots of vains, smooth?What about his body, was he muscular or soft? He looked rather well toned in his suite, but clothes can hide a lot of flaws. When he had taken of all his clothes he crawled up to the bed where I was lying, fully dressed except for my jacked. I even had my shoes on.I felt something cold and hard on my arms and he stroked me with it. What is this! Does he.