Lei lo frequentava spesso, lei e tutti i suoi amici dark che si interessavano di quella roba strana, gotica appunto. Non ci sono mai andato, ma non pe...ché mi facesse paura, semplicemente lo trovavo stupido. Ma ora sono qui, davanti alla porta del locale, che suono il campanello. C'è il sole, è mattina, il locale dovrebbe essere chiuso e vuoto. Forse è per questo che lei mi ha invitato qui... sto ancora riflettendo, quando la porta si apre di scatto, serratura automatica. Entro, guardandomi. I told her I was too embarrased but she wasn't having any of that. She told me to lay back and relax and pulling back the bed cover she carefully pulled my boxers down over my casts revealing my rapidly hardening cock, I asked her to get a magazine I had stashed in my locker to help me get off which she did. She opened the magazine and held it infront of me as I gently stroked my cock tuning each page as I asked. When I reached my favorite picture I asked her to stop my hand now getting faster. As we waited for the time to pass to meet up with Jamie, Kmart Cowboy drove his Chevy pickup truck around the dusty roads of the small, rural town. Camille was sitting in the middle of the bench seat between us while we cruised. After an hour or so, Kmart Cowboy eventually parked his truck on a corner lot along the main drag so that he could watch other teenagers drive by, prowling the central street. We chatted as the time approached to travel over to Jamie’s house. . “Don’t you worry Kev. I would never consider playing with myself without you present. It’s just too much fun when you’re around,” Sarah said as she proceeded to poke my side with the dildo. I knew Sarah wanted to try out her new toy right away but I wanted to tease her a little. I would make her wait until we went to bed before she could try it out. “What do you want for dinner; I’m starving,” I said changing the topic of the dildo. Sarah had a look on her face like a little child would.