" "Perv yourself," I retorted, before we both fell asleep.After that, masturbation became part of our regular sleepover routine. Sometimes we would ...ake up contests, like who could have an orgasm the fastest, or who could touch themselves the longest before reaching orgasm. We changed in other ways, too, like it wasn't which boys were cute anymore. Now it was which boys made us really wet, or which had the biggest dick. We started talking about what it would feel like to have a dick inside. “I thought for so long that I was invisible when instead, I was ignoring everyone. You know that I had an accident toward the end of eighth grade that put me in a coma for months. When I finally woke up, the people that had always been my friends told me that I was never going back to being that way again. One of my best friends is the girl whose birthday party is where everything started that made me be that way. Her mom is ‘over the rainbow,’ which makes batshit crazy look sane, and I. It dawned on me that it was how I had felt with Joyce through most of our relationship. Comfortable. That pretty much answered my question as to why I was with Pia.It had started as needing comfort because of Birgit; in fact, it probably still was, at least partly. It had moved past that, though, into a good, comfortable relationship, one I could easily continue. One that I wanted to continue, if we could work out the distance issue.“What do you think about us?” she asked.She must have been. Fucking drove me crazy! She knew I was going to cum soon, so she slowed down and starting bobbing her head without the fantastic twist. This drove me even crazier, especially when my cock would accidentally pop out, and she made that awesome cocksucking slurping sound. I continued fondling her tits and playing with her ever hardening nipples. She sensed that I couldn't take it any longer when I started squeezing her luscious boobs a little harder. And that's when she kicked her blowjob into.