? Stu was sweating as Uncle John pulled the belt off the lastloop and curled it into his hand. ?B-but I?m older now?I don?t have wet dreamsanymore.? W...uld this work? Uncle John was not a stupid man. Uncle Johnpointed to Stu?s waistband, and, tears welling in theboy?s eyes, the boy shook his head. ?You have no evidence??Uncle John slapped the belt against his thigh, and Stuart?s cock swelled.?You are a very potent young man, Stuart?usually you soil your sheets after oneof those disgusting dreams. During the foreplay I just casually asked them – “guys, how did you both manage to keep your erections controlled?” Both of them laughed and said – “didi, masturbated before coming here?” “So that is the way you lost the bet and now you are in this situation”. I found happy and dejected at the same time about this. They both were getting vigorous, as time proceeded and had to warn them to slow down. During the entire kissing session, both of them gave me equal attention front and back. Both. .. how does it turn out?" Carol asked.Once again I laughed. "I don't really know. I wasn't given a copy of the entire play to read yet, only this scene, as it's the only scene I'm auditioning for. So really ... I don't have a clue."She smiled finishing her coffee, and then looking at her wristwatch. "Well, I best be off. But good luck with your audition. And if I were you ... I'd try reading it just that way. I think it has more of an impact for one thing, and certainly gets her point across. Kailee and I had been friends ever since we were born. She was just a month younger than I, and when we were younger we would often share parties. Our moms were friends when they were little, so naturally we would be friends too. Kailee was about 5 feet 8 inches tall with brown hair, blue eyes and one of the most perfect tans on earth. Super long legs and a super tight butt at the top covered in khaki shorts, not unlike mine, and a tan tank top. With what I guessed was a large A or small B cup.