If you want to prove you're not gay you'll go soft." She glanced down, the tip of his cock poking out between his grip. Looking back up, she smiled li...e it was a secret between them, "But I think we both know that it won't." And she was certain of it. Between the rush of having his aunt find out his porn preferences, having his straightness challenged, having her see his dick, be the first woman who he'd seen with only a bra on, the first to touch his dick, any of those alone would keep him. I asked if her passport was up to date, and she said yes.I had gotten mine updated just the previous year. I was thinking of Europe. Maybe a nice month or so seeing the sites of England, Scotland, Ireland, France, and Germany. I had to do some fast talking, but I finally convinced Mom I had the money for such a trip. I had to show her my savings account."Where did you get that much money?" she gasped when she saw the amount I had."Well, I found some old, old coins, Mom. Before you ask, no, I am. Soon, I know that unless I get a move on, you are going to spunk on yourself, and I want you to fill my mouth instead. So I move my lips to gently take in one whole ball, a soft suckling and gentle tongue-prodding teasing your straining sack. I leave it bereft to take in the other one, the same treatment making them swell and harden. I mustn't be long, I know.I kiss up the centre of your shaft, just little kisses, as I slide my hands up onto your stomach and out and down. I move my thumbs below. " My date and I had doubled that night, and we had the back seat. I leaned into my date's ear to whisper something and she thought I was going to do something else with my mouth.When I pulled back after only the whispered words, she looked at me and with a leering, come hither look, said, "I'm a she-wolf on the make." I just sat there in petrified silence. So, I had to be satisfied with Sunshine & Health and other girlie magazines and my right hand. A lot of Playboys changed hands in the boy's.