I glance up and see him looking down at me waiting for me to touch him. I wrap my fingers around the long hard shaft and slide it along, watching admi...ing, and longing to have him in my mouth. With the water streaming over my face I snake my tongue out of my mouth and trace it over the swollen head. I cupped his hairless balls with my hand and gently massage them. I now take the head of his gloriously swollen cock between my lips and suck gently, teasing him with my tongue. I feel his fingers. Good enough. Who ever finds it will think some kids went joyriding and ditched the car. Randy walked back up to the main road into town and walked into Ferndale which was busy with tourists and fair goers.He could see why they called it 'The Victorian Village'. It was a quaint looking town with old time stores down Main Street. Randy avoided the crowds of tourists there. The fairground was on the other side of town. He soon became part of a trail of people headed to the fair. That was fine with. She said simply that she was not interested in any serious relationships at the moment as she simply didn't feel ready for one. Our bedrooms were located on the second floor of the old house we lived in. The bathroom was at the top of the hall. Next came my bedroom, and farthest down the hall was Miranda's room. My curiosity to see into her private bedroom became too strong, and one day, when I had to go to the washroom, while she was still outside tending to the garden, I crept up the hall and. Your face seemed the same, but there was something new in your eyes and my heart beat faster as approached.Wearing tight Levi's and a translucent white crop-top you looked amazing. Despite the 1970’s trend of going bra-less, you wore a half-cut bra tantalisingly visible through the sheer material.Sexuality stirred the air like the blades of a fan. With three on three, the hormones went in overdrive and we entered into a contest of teenage teasing talking in ways that felt unfamiliar as if each.