I licked my hand and wrapped my fingers around the base of him so I could jerk him while I teased. "You like that?" I asked. "Don't stop," he purred,... turning into a curve, the engine racing while the tires gripped and leaned our bodies toward the door. "Come for me," I whispered. "I want you to let go." A clear bead of precum glistened around the tip of his cock as I stroked him. I licked it off and closed my eyes, knowing how close he was, knowing that his own orgasm was just about to happen.. One morning after wearing hose under his two-piece pajamas, he got up too sick for school. He spent the morning lying on the couch with the shivers. He kept himself warm with a blanket and made sure his feet were covered while he sat up to eat his soup and sandwiches. It wasn't until the afternoon that his mother spotted him in the hose and ordered him out of them right away. Men did not wear stuff like that and she didn't want to see them on him again. Steve was a closet crossdresser for many. You might not want to come back, though: Imagine never having to kowtow to—HEY!” Driven sideways by Rebecca’s sudden plunge through the gate, she squealed and half-landed on the bed, Rebecca in her arms.Jumping frantically out of the way, Younger-Rebecca cried: “Who are you?”Rebecca groaned loudly and dropped to her knees. “Oh, fuck,” she moaned, holding her stomach. Leaning against the bed, she took a deep, shuddery breath, and held up her hand. “Give me a second, please.” She belched loudly,. And it was pretty generous indeed. We used to joke about how big her hands were (you know, big hands = big boobs), but right now Julie’s hands looked small. And they were moving in a swirling motion, sliding up and down and around in smooth strokes, holding his penis tilted down at an angle, just inches above her ample breasts.I need to pause for a moment to talk about Julie’s breasts, which at this point in the year I’d seen plenty of. They were far and away the nicest.