Touching you, feeling your tits. I think you purposely do it. Just to see how much we can take.” I didn’t know why he was telling me all of t...his, but it made me figure out that did care about me after all. I couldn’t help myself any longer. I reached out and undid his belt buckle. I looked into his eyes, which were glazed with lust. I zipped his pants down and pulled them off. I was about to pull down his boxers too when he stopped me. “Nuh-uh, you first.” His hands pulled off my. I rubbed harder and harder and I could feel myself getting closer and closer. But then I seemed to plateau right on the edge of getting off but never actually getting there. I moaned in frustration and rubbed harder while the other hand pulled and twisted at my distended nipples.I moaned again and tried every trick I knew but I kept getting more and more frustrated as the hoped-for release refused to arrive. I was sobbing in frustration and I was starting to feel pain where I was hoping to only. They could have their traveling pants or whatever, I just wanted to nut in each of them once or twice. That wasn't to say I was a nerd or anything. I was your typical horny teenager with a few friends and had a few short-term girlfriends. I'd been laid a few times at parties with girls that were likely too drunk to care who was pounding their tight twat, but then again, who was I to say no? I wasn't Jesus, and I sure as hell wasn't celibate. I fucked 'em, busted a nut, and moved on to the next. She was just staring up at me with eyes pleading to quit fucking around and get to fucking. I pulled her legs up to my shoulders and slid into her slowly and I could tell she wanted this to be much faster by her lifting up to meet me. I wasn’t going to be rushed and used my hands to hold her still as I slowly finished entering her pussy. After getting balls deep into her I ever so slowly pulled back out and started all over again. She was trying to make me go faster but I had all the leverage..