Uncapping my oil I started to rub his back and shouldersIm a good masseur and know how to relax a guy, I moved down to his bum and started to rub deep...moving his cheeks around, I moved down to his thighs knowing id be going back up to his bum very soon.When I did, I put lots of oil on and started to really rub hard, going between his thighs, he started to open his legs allowing me to get right into his crack.I found his sack and very softly started stroking his balls.He let out a low sigh, I. He was also secretly beginning tonotice and like all of the feelings that the clothing imparted on hisbody. The bra hugging him and the weight and movement of the breastforms. The way the tightened corset squeezed his waist and gave him abetter figure. The caress of the panties on his tiny little dickette. Thefeel of the nylons on his smoothly shaven legs and the way the heels madehim stand to keep balance. He could even smell the feminine fragrancethat the foundation and blush gave off. Maybe. I was behind Flee, so I took the rope and hooked it around my waist, so my right hand was on the rope and my other hand held the rope tight to my waist. Flee looked back."Remember to stay low," he suggested.Good point. I squatted down and dug my heels in. Everyone was gathered around cheering us on. I could tell everyone expected Wes and Doyle to make short work of us. On Pull, they did as I expected. They tried to jerk us off balance. What they ended up doing was standing straight up. They. We love each other very much, and sometimes I wonder if we are closer than most couples our age. (We're both 18). We took it pretty slow going into the relationship, although both of us admitted to being regular masturbators and loving the feel of personal pleasure. It also turned out both of us are Bi-Sexual, which is a huge turn on. This is the story of the first time I was able to give him a blowjob. We had almost reached our one-year anniversary. It was April 11th, 2003, the night of his.