From the waist up, I was melting. But from the waist down, I was quaking. With my stiff dick held in place by the waistband of my briefs, the material...of my trousers flicked across the underside of my cockhead as I squirmed in my stance. Weak-kneed, I was able to hold myself up with my elbows on the drafting table while I made the slightest humping motions to increase the friction where it counted. My face was getting flushed and my breathing a little ragged as I took in the view and felt the. They got horny.In Carly's case, the all too familiar erection came into raging existence. It wasn't painful, because all she had on were a pair of jockey shorts. She'd thought about that only briefly, because sometimes, when she went to bed back at home, all she wore to bed were her panties. It made her feel deliciously naughty to do that. She kept a T shirt by the bed, and in the morning, slipped it on before she left her room to go to the bathroom.Craig, however, hadn't been in a perpetual. "Megan's a cool girl," Jeff continued, changing the subject abruptly.Even with 'one of the guys', he was embarrassed to be talking aboutkissing Natty. "I think she really likes you."Eric's eyes brightened a little at Jeff's observation. "Really?" heasked hopefully. "But ...."Jeff shook his head. "Natty tried to warn us not to go, didn't she?Megan tried to help. It wasn't the girls' fault. If we blame anyone,it should be us. Right?"Eric nodded slowly. "Yeah, I guess."Jeff smiled. "Plus,. So sorry, hun, but food will have to wait.”“Hun?” Carter wondered.Aron didn’t reply. Instead, he pushed Carter on the bed, making sure to pull his pants and underwear in the process, leaving Carter just as naked. Aron’s body was heavy over his, and it was so damn great to feel the guy skin on skin.Oh, Aron surely knew how to kiss, but it wasn’t the only thing he was good at. He was now using one rough hand to tease Carter’s nipples, first one, then the other, alternating his moves with brushes.