One warm July night - four in the morning actually - I was feeling especially horny and brave. I got naked, oiled up my hard cock and stepped outside ...earing nothing but a pair of small, thick rubberbands on my smooth shaven balls. (A girlfriend who like to play rough had taught me to like a little squeezing action.) I kicked back naked in a lounge chair and began to slowly massage my slick, swollen meat and tightly bound balls. With one eye on the opposite building, I edged myself to the brink. Daniel looked at Charlie and said 'how you gonna fuck that bitch'. Charlie looked at Daniel and smiled 'I like the way the bitch look on his knees'. I tried to turn with Charlie as he maneuvered around me, I kept my facing him hoping he would get discourage. This only angered him and Charlie slapped me viciously across the face and said 'bitch, bend your ass over, put your face to the floor and keep it there'. I crumbled to the floor, Charlie lifted my hips and parted my feet and legs.. ..I was in heaven.She was apparently still turned on from Mum's story earlier, because she was weaving her open legs from side to side, and saying how hot it was here, this time of year. I could see a small wet spot at her crotch.Mum suggested a swim, but Helen protested because she hadn't shaved. Mum just giggled, saying that she hadn't either, and no one was going to notice."Dick, what are you doing?", I asked myself in my head. It had begun to rise. :)Mum and A.Helen went inside to change,. . what do I do"."Oh brother" she thought raising her eyes to the ceiling. "Go back intothat tunnel over there - you're going to have to squat somewhere around thecorner - I'm sure you'll find it all comes quite naturally" Imogen said sympathetically. As he walked away she called out "and HEY - no peeking!".He went into the tunnel until he felt he was far enough away to get someprivacy, but not so far away to lose the feeling of protectiveness he nowwanted. Removing Imogen's denim shorts Stephen.