.."I laughed and interrupted. " ... While not wearing a shirt?"His blush intensified, and I had to wonder how he stayed conscious when all of his bloo... had rushed to his skin. Which brought to mind an image of all of his blood rushing somewhere else, and suddenly my complexion matched his. I struggled to keep the dirty thought from bursting out of my mouth without permission."Have I told you today how incredibly handsome you are?" I snuggled into his chest, determined just to relax and go to. In fact, if anything, it was completely the opposite. When I turned over and the cool air in the room hit my groin my balls and pecker they'd shrink up fast. My damn pecker looked more like a turtle with its head barely ticking out of its shell then a manly cock. As a few months went by and I became more comfortable with my exposure I began to feel more relaxed. I did become much more comfortable and so did my balls and pecker. We sometimes chatted during the sessions and these everyday. It was a warm evening. When I stepped out of my car, a gust of wind caught my dress and lifted it up like the scene with Marilyn Monroe.There were a few people outside smoking by the dimly lit entrance. As I approached, one of the men opened the door for me. This was the first time I could recall going to a bar unescorted. Once inside, I checked my wrap at the coat room and looked around.The place looked like a typical eighties-style yuppy lounge with brightly colored upholstered booths along. That meant we could go to my house for about another hour or so.I was pumped! My parents were both working so there was no one at my place. I don’t know what we were thinking, but the two of us went straight into my bedroom.We talked for a while longer but the nervousness and excitement were visible in both our voices. We inched closer and closer.I finally took a gamble and placed my hand on her thigh. She flinched but recovered from the shock immediately. She leaned towards me, her eyes.