She stood before in her underwear, clearly thinking about something before shrugging and reaching behind her to unhook her bra. I swallowed uncormfort...ably. “Hey, could you come here for a second? I just need a hand,” Emma asked. “Um, sure,” I said nervously. I got up and walked over to her. “I just...can't...unhook this.”My eyes widened and my cock tingled as I realised what she wanted. Not wanting to appear rude or uncomfortable, I obliged. I unhooked her black bra; she thanked me and pulled. "OK, bitch, my turn to cum. Take off my pants and eat my pussy." He pulled off her shoes, undid her pants and slid her pants and underwear off. He folded them neatly on the bench next to their bag. He heard the watchers in the hallway admiring her beautiful shaved pussy. He looked at it himself and saw it glistening with the wetness of her excitement. He positioned himself between her legs and began to lick and tongue at her dripping pussy like he was eating his last meal. God, he. Music had become Jess' only reprieve from his life and he was retreating into it more and more, barely paying attention to anything else. Music made him feel powerful, made him feel like he had a reason to live. It seemed that the lyrics of the song on the radio spoke directly to him, lifting him up, making him feel happy that someone, somewhere understood what he felt. When he got home, Jess went straight to his room. As he was changing into his work uniform, he took a look at himself in the. So that's the start of us jerking off together. Day after day we would put the same porno in and jerk off together, we would compare our cocks and cumshots. His cock was bigger but not by much and my cumshot was bigger, again not by much. After about a week we were getting bored with the same porn and needed more. We started to dare eachother to do things like he would dare me to jerk him off, I thought that was a little too gay and didn't want to but I tried anyway and his cock didn't feel any.