The majority of the class were kids—maybe eight to twelve years old. There was one other guy about my age and a girl who looked great in her gi. Kur... took us through some warm-up moves and stressed the importance of being limber before starting each workout."Yeah, but if you're trying to defend yourself are you going to ask the guy to give you time to warm up?" This from one of the older kids. I had a feeling he was going to be a wiseass throughout the class.Kurt just chuckled. "The warm-ups. "The last statement caught Aromir by surprise. When the traders had come to his village they would bring news of the world. The best of these, in his opinion, were the men with fathers from the eastern mountain ranges. They would tell stories of a mystical tribe of men who could lift themselves off of the ground and fly like eagles. The Arcon's, as the traders translated, could control any air and even, by legend's standards, break rock with it. There was one such fable where the tribe's war. There was an older k** there, maybe 16, I kind of knew him, he was rubbing his obviously very hard cock through his pants, the girl he was supposed to meet no showed. He wanted to jack off to relieve the stress and I said I did too. Well he dropped his pants and pulled this BIG cock out, at least 7"-8". I pulled my ridiculously small cock out, I rubbed it and it grew to maybe 4". He laughed at it. Then he said with a cock that small "you should be a girl......you'll never satisfy their. .You managed to tear your hand away from creeping towards the box, having turned over to try and focus on something else, the doorknob on the other side of the room, though a failed attempt for not even a minute later the long shadow of the knob brought your mind back to thinking about his knob, still with his clothes around your room you thought up the scenario how he could come through the door, having showered and already half hard just for you... How could you get your mind off of it after.