And with your panties getting shitty - that's the idea of it! How you work that out with your familiy - that's your problem, not mine. And don't refus... my request... remember your book! Anything else?" Well... I don't know if I can shit right right now. You know, I took a shit only yesterday in the late evening - no idea whether I can do it now." You'll never know if you don't try. So let's don't make even more words about it - I want you to shit into your panties. Now."Obviously, resistance. My cock was as deep as it could go, his chin touching my balls and his nose buried in my pubic hair.I held his head tight until he started to squirm some and started pushing me back with his hands. My cock popped out of his mouth and he kind of gasped for air. Dude you got to let me breathe sometime he said. Sorry I said I’ll be more careful next time. I went to my knees and cupped Jason’s balls with one hand and encircled his cock with the other, my finger and thumb touching right below the. " On my!" Grace said in alarm and Mr. Augustine's head turned to look at me for a few seconds. I shrunk into my corner of the car, mortified."I may as well tell you because you'll never guess. Last Saturday night I went with Margaret to meet Sammy at the tennis courts. He wanted to be alone with her. All of a sudden he took off running, dragging poor Margaret along. That's what I meant by it being very physical. They were running away from me and I couldn't see them because he turned his. "I missed a year, illness, so I'm just a second year boy".I chuckled. "I'd say man if I were you. What do you weigh?" One sixty or so. Do you always dress like that?"I smiled and nodded. All I was wearing was a very thin basic singlet which barely reached my thighs and bared my breasts if I leaned over, an old one that was comfortable and thin, and I guess I had outgrown it since I'm fourteen and still growing. "Boys wear t-shirts and shorts most of the time; depends on what they are doing,.