He got in and hit the ignition switch. The motor turned over for a number of seconds before gas reached the cylinders and it started. The engine was a... little rough at first, possibly from air still in the fuel line, but smoothed out shortly."Well that's one down," Carson said as he moved the jeep out of the way and over to hook it up to a trailer. The other two jeeps were pretty much the same. Everyone had taken a turn at cranking the gas pump. We had put about fifteen gallons of gas in each. It was summer because he had started in that semester and as it warmed up, she made it a point to wear less and less around the house or when she was messing with the landscaping in the backyard. She desperately wanted him to find her body attractive and he seemed to look at it positively. She encouraged him to dress lighter with the hot weather and reassured him that modesty was not a big deal. She got a few peeks through the legs of his shorts and realized he didn’t wear underwear like most. The boys called us 'fairy' and 'faggot' and other worse names. Ithought 'fairy' was merely accurate, and 'faggot' was stupid because Ihad a great steady girlfriend. These guys weren't interested in semanticniceties. They were just looking for something to hate. There were twoof them and two of us, so the odds were in our favor. Just like we hadpracticed, Greta quick made herself into a little ball on the ground andI pushed one bully over her. Then she sat on him. I punched the otherone hard in. His swollen cock quivered with anticipation, a glistening white drop already bobbing from the tip. He looked to be about Théo’s size, a measurement she confirmed by taking it into her hand and gently stroking its length. He was quaking with arousal, his breath coming in shaky gasps and starts. He’s already on the edge.“Perhaps I’d better leave this alone for a moment,” she whispered, releasing his prick and circling back to face him. She leaned in for a kiss, careful to avoid contact with his.