I have hazel eyes, a trimmed beard and gauged ears. I’m pretty average in body build, not a Greek god but attractive. As for my junk, sad to say 2�...� when soft but 7” when hard. No complaints so far.I’m sitting on the couch in some loose swim trunks and a muscle shirt when Stephan knocks on the door. I jump up to answer and there he is, smiling a wide grin. Stephan is a ladies man. He’s 5’7”, platinum blonde hair, has a mix of feminine and masculine mixed in his face and from what I have seen of. "Carol popped a thermometer under Allan's tongue and then started taking his pulse. "Fuck, your heart's really going it must have been a good one," she laughed. The hand she was holding was the one that had been covering Allan's now fully soft cock and was still sticky with cum. Carol put it to her mouth and licked a little off then looked at Tracey and said "Do ye think he could go again? Most boys his age can."Without waiting for an answer Carol started rolling Allan's soft pale cock between. For several days she went about surreptitiously watching for any word or sign that might give a clue but really there wasn't any. Once or twice she thought she had detected some suspicious action but on reflection Nicola had to admit it didn't amount to anything. She knew the best thing would be to forget all about it, as Mr Russell had advised, but she couldn't. And the main reason she couldn't forget was to be Mr Russell himself.Two weeks after April Fool's Day he called Nicola into his. I noticed there was a shiny metal strip running the length of the cube right under the partition, did not do much for privacy I thought to myself smiling as I pulled my shorts down and tried to get rid of my erection.Suddenly I heard the door open and then the next cubicle door closed, I looked down at the metal strip and could clearly see it was the girl who was sitting across from me, she stood just stood there texting on her phone and I had a lovely view up her school skirt at her regulation.