I was last in line and started to climb up when I noticedtwo of the boys from the class had started to climb up behind me. Nextthing I hear were the b...ys singing, "I see London, I see France, I seeJilly's underpants." They did it a couple of times.This did not make me very happy that the boys saw my frilly undies andmaybe my diaper too. Once at the top I sat down on the edge, pushed offand slid down. When I got off at the bottom, I waited for the two boys tocome down. Even though I'm not a real. “First, we have to finish the game. I have two pins left to play.”Despite his gentle fondling, panic ripples through me. “No, Byron, please not my tits. Let’s bargain. Blow job?”He ignores me. No surprise, because it was a ridiculous offer. I look around the barn in desperation, like there’s a solution hiding somewhere, see my dress—Byron prefers me to wear dresses—and get a very bad idea.“You pick a dress,” I say breathlessly, “any length, plunging neck, slit hem - anything goes. I’ll wear it. We looked at the pictures and he began stroking his cock. I was amazed at how big it had grown. I started stroking my cock and it started to grow. He kept flipping through the pages while stroking and talking about the girls in the pictures. I mostly watched his cock. After a few minutes, he said “here it comes” and began to shoot cum on the floor. I was amazed to see the white creamy mixture shooting out and realized that is what happened in my dreams. We cleaned up the mess, got. .whether you would get upset if I suggested something" Upset?!, oh, come on Dave, why should I get upset?" Can you keep this a secret, Mike?" A secret? Surely I can keep a secret with you, Dave. You are my friend. But what kind of thing are you talking about, Dave?" he asked with an innocent smile."OK, let me tell you straight" I said looking around to make sure nobody was observing."If I show you my dick, would you do the same for me?" I whispered it out.He stood for a moment staring at me..