He had to be at least eight inches. I felt entirely inadequate. But as long as he didn't look at me, or bring himself over for a comparison, I was oka...y. Unfortunately, the DVD was nearing its end."Do you have another one?" I asked.He blinked at me, surprised. "Really?" Really," I assured him. I didn't care about stroking myself, but I didn't want to see him put away. It would ruin my fantasizing.He shook his head in disappointment. "Only the two. Besides," he said, looking at the display on the. I was moaning loudly as a way not use the foul language I usually use when I’m getting fucked by a big fat cock.“We’ll leave Ollie and Di to it for a moment and come back to them in a minute. Now a lot of girls ask me about masturbation, what is it? Is it wrong? Well it is the process of stimulating oneself sexually to orgasm and it is perfectly natural. Everyone does it and to demonstrate that, I will show you how...”Debbie proceeded to lift her skirt and remove her panties and sat on the edge. I told him to turn over so I could get a better look. He told me no way. I asked him if that is why he had the towel on. He said no, but I could tell he was lying.I wasn't a virgin, I had fucked a couple of boys by that time and had given several boys a blow job so I had seen several hard cocks but Kevin's looked so much bigger. All the other boys I had been with had been my age or younger. I guess being a few years older really made Kevin's cock so much bigger. I was very curious to see. I parked my bike down the hill by the lake and was just hanging out. The property owner's neighbor came by, who I had met before. He was 10, and pretty dorky looking. Very pale and curly hair. He would ask hundreds of questions every time he came by. This time though, the questions were interesting...He started by asking if I had a girlfriend. I said yes (in fact I did). He asked if she had just a "patch of hair" down there instead of a "weiner". I told him all girls have that, and.