."The black radiance, like a charming third eye, hidden beneath the Brown Digger fur, still echoed the one word which sounded as if it was spoken with...Zax's own vocal cords."STOP!"The word repeated, less daunting the second time, though it remained firm and forceful. The wave carried another thing when it reached Zax's mind once more, a tint of a submissive mutual desire between the black radiance and the domineering sensation that became part of him.Without paying heed to his actions, Zax's. I pulled my dick from his ass, my final squirt splashing his butt cheeks and grabbed his jeans pulling them up as I heard s*s on the stairs. I pulled my own jeans up but didn't have time to put my still hard cock away. I dived face down on the bed hiding my slicked cock as Jennifer came into the room. She was asking why we were all flushed and we made up some shit about sport, all the while my dick is still hard and I can't move! Jennifer had a nice ass I'll admit and good big tits but she. "There is an old song that was popular just as I was a teen with a line, 'The Times, They are A-Changing.'" He paused again. "It was true then. It's true now." The bell rang. He did that so often that you knew it was intentional. Sarah and I had learned to listen carefully to the last words. They were a summation and usually appeared in some form on tests later.We went to Advanced Sociology. Becky was there with a huge butt plug in her ass and a reverse strap-on dildo pushed deep into her cunt.. Sure enough he turned the page and his hand rested on my leg again just below where the leg of my shorts were. I decided that he liked a cheap thrill and not to make a fuss as I was quite enjoying the attention. Besides with a packed carriage and people walking up and down what would he do?He moved again and had turned his hand so that two fingers and part of his hand was resting on my leg. By then I was starting to get a little excited and my cock started to chub up slightly and was laying.