”He sits down at his desk and he just lets us get on with it. He looks proper embarrassed but now he’s realised he can do nothing about it.So yeah... we’re on the bench, me and Brad. Ray Dixon and Kenny Davies move their books out of the way to give us more room. I’m lying on top of Brad. We’re lying face to face and I’m dry humping him. The lads are loving it now. They’re cheering and whistling. It’s a laugh. Even Sir joins in with the fun. He says, “Let’s see some snogging then, gay boys.”I. I’d never seen her wear it. I took it from the hanger and let the soft, flowing fabric sift through my fingers.The hair on the back of my neck stood up and my heart flew into my throat. I had worn pairs of her panties before, but that was about pleasure, about getting off and having something, anything of a woman’s nearby. But I couldn’t wear a skirt. Could I? I wanted to. Why did I want to?My eyes flickered to the corner, where a pile of old clothes had fallen forgotten behind the hanging. His is a super small post (approx 630 words) but I think it's a yummy short. Let me know what you think, it's been a while since I've written anything "Wow, that is great, makes me so fuckin' horny, Steve. So dang horny," Leeaid, the sexual strains of his body evident in his husky voice.Steve pulled his dad further into the bed. "I am horny, too, dad. Wayhorny. I need you."Lee looked at his son with a serious expression and solemnly said, "I lovemessing around with you, son."Cherishing those words from his father, Steve moved in closer to hisdad. They embraced, Steve turned and rolled their bodies on the bed, bothmen kissing and sucking each.