I had never been with another guy and had already figured I wasn't going to be any good at it and what if I chickened out... I'd get the crap beat out...of me probably. It was like my 5'10" slim framed 116lbs was going to be able to defend myself. The best advice I had gotten from some random guy online was "stop thinking about it and just do it!" Strangely, this stuck in my head and I decided it was time to follow through. I got online and joined a m4m chatroom on Yahoo, which I frequently. Hayley left the camp a ways to go to relive her bladder, and I did the same in a different direction. We met back at our tent, and made facial expressions indicating we were horny, relieved, oh so close to living a fantasy, and frustrated that we couldn't speak about these things. Hayley held a finger to her mouth indicating for me to remain quiet, and retrieved a bag from her pack. Frederick's! She hadn't gone to Victoria's Secret then, but Frederick's of Hollywood! That meant that she had. With rapidly growing curiosity, bordering on obsession, I began to picture his climax, to imagine what it would feel like to have him cum in my mouth. A shiver of excitement rippled through my body as I began to wonder how I would take it; would I swallow, would I take it on my face or would I spit? Would I even be able to bring him off with my mouth at all? I was somewhat surprised by this series of thoughts and the vivid images which accompanied them but, as I sat there playing out the scenes. Moving sluggishly due to this sensory overload, she turns off the water and begins to swirl the cloth over plates and pans. Vaguely, her mind registers the quiet that falls over the house as the soft music stills. Letting the sudden still open the way for the soft, sweet melody of the song so recently learned, and so cherished, to flood her brain. He lips begin to move to the words as she listens to the music in her head and in her heart. A soft smile flickers over her face as she registers the.