“All of it bitch … c’mon swallow all of it.” His fingers are tangling in my hair pressing me down. Nose pushing into abrasive tangles of pubic...foliage, chin banging into the warm lightly wisped soft sacs, hairs in my mouth, catching in the back of my throat, head bobbing endlessly up and down as the hateful muscle grows beneath my ministrations. It’s nudging at the entrance to my throat, rubbing against the loose pubic hairs that seemed to have worked their way backwards in my mouth. Loathsome. It was also an opportunity to show her around. She liked my bedroom. I told her that she could hang things up in the spare wardrobe if she wished and Jim opened up the bag for her. Mary laid the nightdress and dressing gown on the bed and put away a change of underwear before hanging up a dress for the next day. I caught Jim looking down at the bed. I was sure he was imagining his wife with me beside her in there. We went back downstairs and after showing her around the kitchen and lounge, I. She read the letter while he watched her. Would she think he was creepy or queer? When she was done, she regarded him with a quizzical smile. “So you liked wearing girls’ undies. How did you start?” Teddy explained that his family visited another family, including a gorgeous 20 year old redhead, when he was 17. Fascinated with the unreachable beauty, he’d tried unsuccessfully to peep at her, but one day found her discarded panties and bras in the hamper. He tried them on and was hooked. He’d. The boys were naturally focused on each other's genitals under the circumstances. They let the water run over them for a bit without making a move toward the other. Keith flashed back to the group showers after ball practice and taking in the sights of the other guys' cocks and asses and comparing himself to them. He thought about Jim putting his mouth to his cock when they jerked off together. His cock was growing hard at the images in his mind and one in front of him now as he and Jim.