"ok Ryan, I guess it's just me and you buddy. Have you taken a bath yet?" I could tell he was shy and it made my mouth water. "yes" he responded. "rea...ly? Are you telling the truth? Or am I going to have to ask your dad?" he looked scared at the thought of his dad knowing he had lied, so he quickly admitted his dishonesty. "ok" I said, "I guess I can't trust you to be honest with me, and since your dad is trusting me to watch you, I guess I'll have to wash you my self like a baby. Come on, get. I slump down on the table. Some of the Vaseline has found its way out, softened, and gives me the impression of cum streaming down my legs to my feet. God, I wish it was!These thoughts leave me, as I luxuriate in the aftermath of my degradation. I can give no more. I am the whore of whores. I shout this in exhilaration. I am lying on my back, offering my body to any taker, for any obscenity, for any humiliation. This appears to be a little too extreme for the ladies as a whole, but not for one. ”“So you have sucked cock before?” She asked looking from one to the other.That is a personal secret we’d prefer never got out,” Jake added. “I’m sure there are guys playing hockey who might be gay but in these times, it’s difficult to be accepted.”“Imagine being in the team room full of naked guys taking showers and one of them who is gay can only dream about touching their cocks abd sucking in them.”“Mmm, imagine being in a room with twenty hot and sweaty, naked boys, cocks ready for fucking. Using this opportunity I move our legs so we each have one foot between the others thighs and one on the outside. Scooting my foot till I create a rhythmic pressure against the front of her white satin panties in time with the hand motions of the foot rub. J's eyes flash open, hips subtly gyrating against the ball of my foot. Whimpering J grasps my ankle holding my foot where she needs it to be. This is when I notice that her panties are no longer dry under my touch. This goes on for a while.We.