5 inches soft and eight hard. One day we were at my house, like always. We stumbled on a magazine in my parents' bedroom, and it had a picture of a nu...e man covering his crotch with a candy cane. We were both out and bi, so naturally we were aroused. But we became even more aroused when we opened to page seventeen. It was a twink genre. It said:He was sixteen. He had dark brown hair and light brown eyes. He had a milky complexion. We'd called him JP. From the minute I saw him nude in the locker. Aaaa…….maa……..ma……mamama Nahinnnnnnnnnnn……………bahar nikaloooooooooooooo …………… plzzzzzzzzzz………….Nahin to mar jaungi.————- Manu ki choot mai lund “”chupcuhpcuchpchupcuuupuuu ki awaj karta hua andar bahar ho raha tha aur ab manu ke bal pakde aur lund ase ghusane lage gggooooooooooooooogoogooooooooooog “ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh kya moo haiiiiiii ki awaj nikal rahi thi—————– guti hui cheekh nikal gayi aur chatpata uthi par maine manu ko kaskar pakad liya aur mane lund ko bahar nikala aur fir se der sara thuk. I think the two of us cld make her squirm. I wonder if she ever untucks her shirt? She’s so professional looking; I wonder if that’s just to hide the a****l underneath!My fantasizing is soon called to a halt wen Professor Rimmer calls my name. “Annie! Annie; do u have something u’d like to share with the rest of us?” Wen I look up, my face is red with embarrassment. “No, Miss Rimmer”, I murmer. “I’ll c u after class.”I slink down in my seat, feeling like a little school girl instead of a. Anyway, there was some light teasing, little licks and kisses here and there to “make sure” the other was smooth enough. After we were finished, Robin said she was in the mood for a little possible butt fun that night and that meant using a shower attachment we had and some private time for a cleanse. Charlotte and I went to look though clothes and decide on what we were wearing. We both decided on just tight tee shirts. Charlotte chose jeans and I chose black leggings with a black “wetlook”.