“Jimmy, play with my balls.”Bear’s heavy, rough hand engulfed my hard cock. The look of awe on his face was priceless. But, Jimmy’s face when ...e touched my balls defied description. He looked shocked or completely unable to comprehend what was happening.I quickly stroked both of them to full throbbing erections before rolling my palms over their respective cock heads in unison, making them both gasp and tense up in the same instant.“Kiss each other,” I demanded. “Make love to each other through. I thought about lying to her and letting the conversation die but I wasn’t usually one for lying and she’s been so open and honest with me that I spoke honestly, ‘Not anymore.’ Emily gasped and offered an apology, ‘I’m so sorry, I…’ I interrupt her before she can say anything, ‘No… it’s okay. It sucks but I’m getting through it. She smiled slightly, ‘Well, I’m sorry anyhow.’ Her smile grew as she leaned in and kissed me again and again. For almost an hour, we swam and played and talked and. Of course, there were the few admirers that glanced atthe girl at the locker, but it was no major deal.After all, Marilyn Walker was used to being looked at. After all, howmany 6'3" girls wear 4 inch platform heels? How many 6'3" girls arethere? Oh well.She swung her backpack over her shoulder, and strode slowly along thebustling hallways of her high school, smiling and waving at friends.She had a natural charm to her, and used it well in what can be thecruel world of high school. Then again,. “Well ... I can remember when I was younger, I used to hear all those jokes about guys being hung like a horse ... Or hung like a donkey ... And I would think about a horse with a hard-on, rather than think about a guy with a huge cock ... And the idea of thinking about a horse with a hard-on, became a turn-on for me ... I got a bit of a thing about horses, and donkeys, and size – just sheer size - in my head ... And eventually, I got into fisting, because it was the only way I could get that.