When I touched him though, he just leaned back and let me get a good look and feel. Before long I was stroking him and loving every minute of it.It wa... nice, hard and warm. His purple head felt a bit strange to me since I was used to jerking my own uncircumcised cock. With a foreskin, you don't have a ton of need for lube, so I wasn't used to that. Joe had me spit in my hand to slick it up a bit. That made it a lot easier.After a few minutes of that, Joe asked me to stop. I thought that was the. Still holding onto the chain attached to my collar, Ted quickly placed the now packed suitcase back inside the trunk of the car again."Ready? Oh ... one more thing. Until I say otherwise ... no talking." I immediately nodded my head in understanding. As I did, Ted stepped forward heading towards the elevators only a short distance away. I had no choice but to follow, or be choked if I failed to move with him as quickly as he started heading off. Almost immediately I felt the tingling tug of the. I tensed up, my body forced my back to arch, my ass lifted itself off the bed and I came so strongly that I began to piss a fine spray all over the bed. The pleasure was immense, my body rigid, and I didn’t care if I had splashed the whole room. It was hard to know what was happening to me but what did it matter as long as it happened again? As I lay drenched with sweat, piss and cum juices on my innocent little teenager’s bed I knew I had passed two hurdles that day. If I played my cards right. The show the next day had a classic western segment and a formal hunter jumper competition that I had entered. I did look elegant in my formal show clothing — jodhpurs, a formal blouse and jacket, high riding boots and, of course a riding crop. My brunette hair was up in a bun. The western show was a rodeo and I must say those cowboys looked cute in their tight jeans. I could not stop myself from flirting. The incubus pheromones had, of course, soaked into all my clothes. Even though I knew.