"You have a girlfriend?” I asked, my head spinning as I thought to myself that getting her into bed was going to be so much easier now! “So you li...e girls. That’s great. And it’s another thing we have in common!” As Nat finished her coffee, I playfully leant on her shoulder and tilted my head to look at her reaction. She smiled at me.I took a deep breath. “Thank you for giving me a lift tonight, it was really sweet of you,” I said. I leant forward and kissed her on the cheek, my lips feeling. So, as I was shifting between the rows he was holding my lund in the faces of all the men sitting in that row. I could not push him away. So, I said to him softly, later. As I took a seat, the seats next to mine were taken so quickly by some other guys that he had to sit much further away.Now, I am not a fully fledged gay. I like to hold big hard dicks of men I will never know who come there. They rub their lund against me- I like that. I like to show my hot lund and hairy balls to them. But I. My heart was pounding so hard that I thought it would explode from my chest, as I reached for the door handle to her room and gently turned it. I’d done it; I was now past the point of no return. Pushing the door open, I could see Jenny asleep on her bed, the covers tossed to one side. Her light blue, cotton T-shirt had ridden up around her waist, revealing a tiny pair of panties; a red pair that I’d masturbated over many times. An open book lay across her breasts, with her left hand covering. Then, this past summer, I was home from school when some friends of my parents came to visit along with their two children. They were rather younger that me, David or Davie as they called him, was thirteen and their little girl, Tiffany, was ten. I hadn't seen them for a number of years, they were just toddlers back then.Even now, me being seventeen, they looked pretty young. Davie had curly light brown hair that actually made him look even younger and was pink-cheeked more like a ten-year old..