Before I could undo it though, her hands moved to mine and stopped me. I moved my head to look up at her. "No... not here. We'll get caught." She moa...ed. I could smell her arousal, and it made me that much more harder. My mind was racing. I wanted this girl. Badly. "Then where? The bathroom?" She shook her head and slid off my lap and stood up. "Come on." She urged. "Where are we going?" I asked her. She extended her hand towards me. "I have an idea." She whispered. I took her hand and she. ” Rachel pulled away, smiling beautifully (so what? I’m young, curious, and if you had seen her, you’d want her, too). She laughed heartily, placing one well-manicured hand on my arm. Her hand seemed to sizzle, or vibrate, or…something. It was hard to describe, and although we’ve touched before (not like, well, you know. Sadly), I had never felt that way before. Not from her, not from anyone. There was something fiercely intimate in that touch. Sexual. Powerful. I wanted to grab her, kiss her.. It's kind of interesting. Guys have such a different idea of each other than we do." And we have different views of gals than you do," Brian said. "So it balances out." He swung his legs out of the water. "I think I'll go see if they've put breakfast out, yet."Devlin watched him go, watching his muscles shift and move in his butt. She decided he was nicely put together."He looks pretty good, doesn't he?" Joan said as Brian disappeared down the path."Have you been... have you two... ?" Have we. Turning on the water, he started thinking about the story again and began to get aroused as he imagined that he was the character in the story. He climbed into the shower and soaped up. Slick with suds, he closed his eyes and started to masturbate. Slowly stroking himself tension began to build towards his climax his skin felt tight and tense almost like it does when the tissues beneath are swollen. Stepping back under the streams of hot water, he again wondered what the world looked like from.