And then it was Emily's turn.When the music started, Emily's world went gray. She couldn't hear the music for the routine, but it didn't matter. She h...ard something better. The tuneless, grinding static that she'd been listening to through Jack's special headphones for the past several days filled her head, drowning out the rest of Emily's senses. She felt herself doing the spins and jumps and cheers of her routine as though she was some sort of puppet, guided by invisible strings. She felt. "Ronny, you're the best!"Tracy went first. "Do guys get, like all turned on the way girls do?"That was actually a question and a statement. It told me that these two girls got turned on."Yes, guys get turned on just like girls. Maybe even more so.Andy went next. "So, is that when their penis gets hard?" She blushed.I hate the word, penis. It sounds so medical."Yes, that's what happens. It has to be that way."Both girls responded together, "Why?" Why? How far did you get in class, anyway? It has. “Now is the most interesting play for me”, he said and started removing his shirt and trousers slowly and steadily. I was flabbergasted to see him fully naked. I hesitated and refused to follow his act. Finding me resistant and reluctant, he changed his mind and shoved his palm into my shorts, to get the feel of my penis, simultaneously pulling and pressing my palm on his 6″ long, thick, hard dick. I got a shock of my life and withdrew my hand. He was amused at my reaction and told me that I. As these thoughts of public exposure/exhibitionism fill your mind, you feel the welcome feeling start to build within you, slight shivers, not listening or hearing what is happening in the bar, the feeling of your climax growing...willing it to come quickly, now completely disregarding or caring of the others in the bar may see or hear, you want this orgasm to come, to fill you with pleasure, willing it to take you.Your hand grips my cock tighter, now moving, wanking me through the material.