We stood in front of Max naked with our cocks hard and pointed straight. He told Matt to kneel and take my cock in his hands. Being watched made thi... even this extremely more exciting! Matt knelt down and took my dick into his hands and began to give me a fews pumps. Within seconds he had a rhythm going. My hips would meet his hands as he would stroke down my cock. Max sat on his couch watching us, playing with his cock. He spat on his dick and rubbed his Saliva all over his dick, it made. . That is when I get those goosebumps...I look up... and see a shadow disappear...my hear starts pumping like crazy...mostly from fear...fuck I dont even have anything in my bathroom that I could use to protect myself...and besides a towel,I dont even have clothes...I carefully, slowly get out of the bathroom, being careful not to make too much noise, leaving the water on as decoy...but as I make it to the bathroom doorHe walks in and pushes me against a wall, shutting the door behind us... his. 'What? What do you mean? Mum says I have a delicate touch?'Laura looked embarrassed and her face flushed. 'Ah, well, you see, I was having a chat with Mum about the birds and the bees...''Didn't she do all that when you were first a teenager?' I interrupted.'Yes, of course, but there were one or two things I wanted to know, so I collared her when she'd had a couple of drinks, figuring that she'd be more receptive. She really opened up to me, if you know what I mean?'There was a hint in her. Giving my rigid cock a squeeze, she teased, “Expecting some fun tonight?” “That would be nice.” “And what makes you think you’re getting lucky?” “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it’s the Trojan in my wallet?” I winked. She gave it a painful pinch. “We can’t have that walking into the pizza parlor ahead of you. What would people think?” The pinch had the desired, by her at least, effect of deflating my hard-on as we walked in. The place was packed with couples sitting in the booths, the juke box.