“Take it out” he commands and you raise your eyes to his crotch, looking at the very substantial and obviously hard bulge in there, pulsing, needi...g to escape. You tentatively raise your hands to him; touching him tentatively. “NOW” he commands more forcefully and you jump a bit as you lift both hands to his belt. Unbuckling, unzipping, and lowering his trousers, reveals a well tented pair of silken boxers. Reaching up, you grab the waistband and finally free the means to keeping your job. . He is above me and I look up at his smooth strong body, his balls, still in the cockring, standing out proudly and the head of his semi-hard cock just peeping out from his foreskin. He holds the popper down for me and I take two big sniffs- he stands up and does the same and puts the bottle by my head on the bath. Then he holds his cock and eases the foresking back. He looks up at the roof as he concentrates then says "It's coming" and straight away a strong jet of piss bursts from his cock. Then we left that place and we took some tiffin and went to moives. it was rain and last night 11.00pm me and ramesh took one auto and return,inspite of some of reltives decided to sleep that night,took their place and already they are in half sleep,when we return home we saw room is full of relative sleeping allover. ramesh got place on cornor and he took it and still searching i got a place somewhere,soon i took it,iam not much sleepy.my feet feel some touch of somebody oppisite to my feet.i. It seemed ludicrous at 18 still to be forced into such outfits. We all wanted to dress up in stockings, to look like the adults we were.Anyway as we sat there that sleepy Friday afternoon, at the back of the class, I began day-dreaming about Miss Walters. About being kept behind after class and punished, perhaps spanked and forced to suck on those enormous brown nipples. I was woozy with sleep and hormones, and emerged from this private place to find my panties were moist and my thigh was.