He leaned closer to her and just the thought of him being near her made her panties wet. He moved her hair back to expose her shoulders that held noth...ng. The strap to her shirt had fallen, but she didn’t care. He slowly kissed her from her shoulder up to her neck. Sasha exhaled as she let herself go in his arms. ‘This is it,’ she thought to herself. She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming. His lips felt so good pressed against her skin as her traced a trail with his fingertips. The soft. 'Where are your balls'? He did not appear to have any, and he walked over to me as I was holding his flesh-lite. He was inches from my face when I took hold of it and held him firmly in my hand.'I think they disappear into their holes', he answered my last question, and I pulled hard on his cock to lift it clear of his small scrotum.'You're right brother', I answered matter of factly, 'They're high up in your belly', and your ball sack is all shriveled and tight, and as I spoke I instinctively. Last night, he had all the answers. This morning? Not so much.He pulled at the skin on his throat, looking for signs of his willing compliance, but there were none. He knew there wouldn't be; she'd spent far too much time being sure of that for there to be any lingering signs.He heaved a sigh and went about preparing for the day. Maybe a long hot shower would make everything clear. Of course, it didn't.He continued pondering his life over breakfast: microwaved sausage with scrambled eggs, hot. Well, there it was. My first dick, alive and in person. Oh, sure, I’d seen pictures, even some porn on the computer, but this was the real thing. And, it was moving, it just kept moving. ‘It jumps, god, look at it,’ I giggled, pointing to his twitching dick. It was long and curved upward some. I always thought they would be straight, like an arrow, but his bent up. Not only that, it looked huge. I know now from Taylor that it was seven inches, she’d measured it once, and that is above average.