From now on whoever wins takes the clothes off the loser.” “That sounds fair,” I said, while I felt the stirring in my loins and an expansion of...my cock at the thought. I was confused by feeling such sensuousness considering we were male friends, but I went with the contradiction. Glancing over, I noticed Mike’s underwear were looking filled as well. Then I looked at Phil and his pants had a protrusion about five inches straight out. “Looks like it is exciting us all as well!” “I know I am hard. Why become a slave to the fear that awaits around the corner if only to end up being trapped by always thinking about what may come next, as it’s impossible, really, to predict anything. Maybe if he danced people would actually get a kick out of it, people would smile, they would laugh, not necessarily at him but at the condition that makes him dance, because dancing in itself is probably one of the silliest looking things a man could do, and others may think him the hero or as foolish as a. He cocked an ear at the door and said, “What are you so nervous about? It’s only Heather...” He listened a bit more. “ ... and Robby.”“I forgot all about them for a second,” said Lauren sheepishly. She could hear them as well now. She turned off the bedroom light and cracked the door open, and silently laughed with Peter as they heard the teenagers wandering through the kitchen, raiding the refrigerator. When they opened the basement door, the squeaky hinge was clearly audible.“I think they are. Angie locked eyes with me, and started again with a determined intensity. Her blonde hair was matted to her head, and sweat poured from her, and the low hum of the hot tub did nothing to drown out her sharp breathing. I could not break away from her pale blue eyes. I leaned back, so I could get a good view of her body, so young and pure, doing its beautiful dance upon me. As her rhythm built speed, I ran my fingers over her firm tummy, and against the light curve under her breasts. Her pace.