It was on one of his visits to me that we were in the living room, my parents were out for the day, leaving us to our own devices. As we watched tv, h... suddenly just asked me,' do you produce sperm yet?' I was a bit surprised and embarrassed, and after a pause said, ' i dunno, do you wank then?' he said 'yea, i do a lot, dont you?'...I was unsure of a reply, but eventually admitted that yea, i had been wanking off for a while. He was laying on his front, dressed in jeans and grey socks and a. And it really REALLY turns her on.Unfortunately it turns me on too, and we both got a bit excited. I can remember gripping it, really quite hard, and then, the feel of the pulsing bursting life within my fingers, while she spasmed and convulsed in orgasm around my arm. But of course I came too, like a steam engine, and must have gripped too hard, because when I stopped... it had stopped as well.Okay, I panicked, if only for a second. But the First Aid training kicked in, and I had my arm out,. All the while her other girl friends were covering their mouths in mock disbelief, pointing our way and laughing amongst themselves...like it was a pre-arranged, set up joke....and the joke was on me. She then gave me one more look up and down with a sexy pout and sauntered off with her friends, laughing like they didn't have a care in the world, and I never spoke with her the rest of the night but I saw her constantly looking over my way, lightly smiling while licking her lips and then gazing. Just talking about self-bondage with Jess had turned him on. That night Tom fixed the keys to the ceiling using an ice block and then proceeded to cuff his hands to the metal frame of his bed. Once he was helplessly chained to the bed he listened to Jessica's footstep's walking around the flat. Would she come in? That might be fun, but where might that lead? If she walked in at that moment and took the keys there really was nothing he could do about it. He heard Jess's footsteps stop right.