Like any pubescent youth, voices broke, bodies took on hair, and we all measured our cocks. In my later teenage years, I had developed into a wiry and... athletic looking creature. The most remarkable thing about me was the protuberance of my penis; it had no sense of proportion to the rest of me. Fully erect, I could hold it with both hands and still have its fat head poking through.Before the age of the internet, I thought I was something of a freak. It was meaty thick and my chunky balls would. Now, that was a man worth going after, if I could do it without getting killed in the process.I looked the situation over carefully and decided that I might be able to creep from my hiding place to the end of the bar without being detected. I had spent some time in the Marines before becoming an actor, so I did know how to crawl while under fire. No sooner thought than done!I lay on my belly and slowly wormed my way across the floor. At least the floor had been swept recently, so it was not the. The sight of her boobs, cleavage and her sexy lips begin to speak inside my towel. She entered the house staring at me, and my naked body. I watched her swaying hips as she passed by me and went in to kitchen. My erection was now at its peak. I closed the door and begin to walk, but it was getting difficult for me to walk. I had taken a few steps only and I saw that she was returning from the kitchen.She came near me and wanted to ask me something but her mouth is just left open. I could not. After a 30 minute break, we went back to the shoot. Kristy and I had reloaded our cameras and were ready for the next session.We were snappping photos as Julian was slowly unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. I was getting more aroused by the minute. He was now in his underwear which was a pair of tightie whitie briefs. He did this pose where he lets the bed sheet partially cover his underwear-clad body. I thought to myself, Oh what a tease!"Could you lay on your back and softly touch.