You say you wish you could say the same for me. I laugh with you and our embrace tightens, our caresses and kisses become more impassioned. We fall to...our knees.My hands fall to my knees. My pencil has fallen and I cannot peck on the keyboard. I can't reach the pencil on the floor a foot and a half below me. I try. I try but I cannot. I try typing without the pencil, but without something to grasp, my fingers shake uncontrollably. Ashamed, I call for your help. You come in from the kitchen,. “And while your moms looking for it in your attic, I figured I'd come down here and see how my favorite cousin is doing.” I was still a bit tense, and evidently it had shown.“It's okay Kyle” she said as she began to take a few steps forward, “I know teenage guys are little perverts who fantasize about almost everything.” She reached the edge of my bed, and sat with her legs hanging off the side. I was able to breath again, but the fact that I was completely exposed kept me tense. “Besides” she. I put on grey Nike sweatpants that really eccentricated my cock and my freshman year NYU shirt. I didn't feel like doing my hair, so I just put on my Nike golf hat. I slipped on my dirty old white vans with no socks and headed towards the front door. I could feel myself still semi-hard but figured it would go away by the time we got to the store.I got in the Luca's F-150 and slid my ass a little down the seat to get more comfortable. I put my seatbelt on when I noticed my brother was not. My whole body shaking and trembling as I scream out in pleasure. My holes both gripping tight around my fist and wrists, I keep panting as they finally start to loosen grip. I quickly pull both fists out of my holes and lay back, spreading my legs to show off my gaping wide holes. I was in shock myself how loose I had made myself, I didn't recognize my own body anymore.. it belonged to these men now. I kept playing with my holes for awhile, spreading them, and showing how loose and useless they.