He stood 5’1-1/2” tall and weighed 96 lbs. He was the smallest boy at Lutheran High School. He also had the smallest penis of any boy in school, a...pitiful 3-1/4” long, achingly erect. He’d spent a lot of time erect tonight. He’d swallowed 2 big mouthfuls of sperm, but hadn’t ejaculated a drop of his own. He probably wouldn’t, not this late in the morning. Why the fuck had he let David get carried away like that? He returned to Henry’s bedroom, to brood.Since returning from Ocean City two. ” she tailed off and I got the feeling ‘something’ was coming. She cuddled in close to me and I put my arms around her.“Rogerrrrr....” she purred, “I hope you don’t think I’m a complete whore, but there’s something I really like to get someone to do for me occasionally, and I think you’d be good at it..... and love it”.Mind raced through everything I could possibly think of that a woman like her might like to do .... ‘occasionally’ until she stunned me completely.“Would you fist my bum,. I had given her the idea, and she decided how and when to implement it. It was like she was a willing participant in what I had planned!All these thoughts flew out of my head shortly enough though. I felt Linda’s warm breath on the tops of my thighs, and her long hair tickled the skin of my legs. Then, her fingers wrapping around my shaft as she fished me out of my pants, followed by the sensation of her soft lips enveloping around the head of my cock. I groaned in pleasure, as she slid her. I was a tall gangly girl, long legged, and hence my nickname, 'Filly'.I knew Mr Sweeney was sweet on me, (No pun intended) and the row upon row of glass jars fill with candy of all shapes and colours, bedazzled me, as if I were a girl locked in a jewellers shop. Being mid-teens and messed up hormonal wise, snaring someone like myself, gave a fantasy opportunity to a man in his sixties, and Mr Sweeney knew that, by locking the front door and turning the little card that read, 'Closed, back.