He told me how good it was, how I was a fast learner, but not to forget the rest of him. “Don’t just suck my cock, suck all of me. Eat me. Make al... of me feel good.”He took one hand and put it on his balls, then took the other, and placed my hand under his white intern’s smock to feel that wonderful hairy chest. He was really hairy all over, and I could feel his curly pubes on my forehead, his wiry hairs on his balls, but best of all I could tangle my fingers in his thick chest hair. It was. We have been friends since the 3rd grade. Our parent's houses are just a couple doors down from each other so we would spend most of our spare time at each other's house. While we have fooled around when we were teenagers trying to figure ourselves out we haven't really dated each other or even seen each other like that. While I admit she is hot, I see her more like a sister than I do a potential girlfriend.So, I wake up due to some noise coming from the kitchen. I check the time on my phone. On the fourth Saturday, as was usual, Sandra went out to Pete's house and I went out to do a little food shopping. When I got back I quickly put the shopping away, grabbed a drink and took it to my room. I started doing some course work, just lying on my bed, reading, with my notebook and pencil ready. It wasn't long though before my hand wandered up my skirt and I started to play with myself, just gently rubbing my pussy through my pants with four fingers.I confess, masturbating was a regular. Brother George here can attest to the sheer loveliness of the female figure in its natural state, but let us not forget the handsome menfolk here in the buff. Let me assure you, brothers and sisters, that there is no shame, no cause for modesty, or any other such nonsense in our congregation, our family, our community. We are all friends, lovers, kith and kin, one tribe, one church, one assembly, one growing civilization committed to the same purposes, such as sharing, nudity, and other.