He leaned forward and pushed the back of my shirt up exposing my skin. He placed two hands on my bum and pushed my shorts up high to my waist exposing... a bare bum and some bits of my shaven pussy. He then leaned over me, and when I thought I was getting a massage I soon learned I was not. In one full swoop with one hand, he grabbed the middle of my shorts and pushed it up high to the side fully exposing my slit to him. I never heard or felt him free his cock from his boxer briefs but before I. ” He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his phone, aiming it right at my penis. Inwardly I groaned at the thought of Heather’s entire class laughing at my tiny prick, but I said nothing. I put down the drink tray and did as he asked.Heather struck with the ferocity of a mother lion protecting her cub. She had been sitting cross legged on the couch but when she saw the phone, she jumped into a standing position on it, leaped over the coffee table towards us, and was on the opposite side. I could see now that it probably saved my life in the long run and I regretted losing my wife and son to the advances of a rich oil-man from the Houston area when I was gone for an extended mission to some third-world country. It was entirely my fault and I bore no rancor to either of them for the betrayal. That was a subject I rarely cared to talk about and I will let it remain in memory gathering dust along with many other facets of my past that I manage to store in locked vaults under lock. The briefs were made of a matching color and fabric and were bikinistyle. As I was putting them on I thought I saw a tiny pink heart on thefront top of the brief. All I know is that they felt fantastic on. HereI lay, all smooth, having shaved that morning before we traveled, andwearing very soft sleepwear. Meanwhile, Trevor, in his boy boxer shorts,strong arms and chest exposed, made me feel so secure in his arms. Andagain, Trevor spoke to me, and I gently fell asleep.Over the next few weeks I.