My erect cock stood straight up from my lap. He was very complimentary. Said how sexy I was and how much he liked my dick. I started to stroke it. The... excitement had made my pre-cum flow and there was no trouble sliding my foreskin down over the head of my penis. I slid my hand down, revealing the head, shiny with my own natural lubrication. My viewer typed in more encouragement. By this time, I didn't need any. I stroked my hard cock and looked at myself on my monitor. I was so aroused. I was. Talia smiles bigger and cups my gravity stretched scrotum gently in her left hand and moves it toward her. My balls rest on the palm of her hand like they were on a serving platter. She extends her long tongue and with the tip lightly tickles one testicle and then the other. Being poked, prodded and licked, my balls jostle around inside their smooth, hairless pouch under the artful play of Talia’s loving tongue. I hear quiet sounds of amusement, approval and appreciation coming from Lynnette. I was scared. And it took a few years and a boy finally rubbing it for me to convince me to touch it. For the time being, I was going to stick to humping. Or so I thought. But I was soon to find out that there were even other ways.That afternoon, I was in my usually miserably horny state when I walked into English class. It was my second to last class of the day and I was dreading it. Not only because I was so painfully aroused by this point, but because James the boy I'd had a crush on was in. “Damn, look at that beer,” I said. “Dripping down that naughty cheerleader ass of yours.” I leaned my head down, stuck my tongue out, and began to lick the beer right off of her ass. Becca giggled as I licked the beer off of her. She shook her ass as I kissed and licked her wet skin with my lips and tongue. Once I finished kissing her, I shoved my cock into Becca's asshole and took her from behind. I grunted loudly as I pounded my girlfriend's ass. Becca moaned as I fucked her.