By the time the main course had arrived, we were chatting like old classmates. What had happened to me? I wondered. It was like I was on a high, I nev...er used to be this forward or outgoing.I found I could listen to him forever. I had been shut in for so long that I desperately craved companionship. I actually teared up at one point."What's the matter?" Michael enquired."I just forgot how much I enjoy being with others," I stammered, blushing.He smiled at me. "Well, no wonder! After all, you've. He looked at himself in the bathroom mirror again and couldn't help butlook at the hairless chin. No stubble at all, just wonderfully smoothskin. He looked down at his arms and chest, both were less hairy thanbefore. He just wondered what was next.For the remainder of the week, Paul was glad for school, to take hismind off things. The homework helped. The stain that he had accidentlymade on the wall of his bedroom didn't go unnoticed and he found himselfwith a huge bit of explaining to do.. She shot him that same magnificent smile, the one that could light up any dark room. Then she was gone. He settled himself down to focus. His deadline was still far off, but he wanted to get as much done as he could.Plus he was lucky; he enjoyed what he did, and it came easily to him. Within a few minutes he was typing away, his fingers dancing over the keyboard, and the minutes began to tick by. Ten minutes, then fifteen, and then even longer, though with each second that ticked by that little. I felt my penis harden just as I realized I had to show him mine. I never had a gay thought before that moment, but I felt very fixated on his penis. I started to pull down my shorts, say, "you're dick really-" but just then my dick was so hard, the simple movement of pulling down my shorts and boxers, and the friction, it made me cum right then - a really large amount for me at that, and no hands, and then I started to pull my boxers back up right then."What the! - oh dude talk about premature.