It was
heavenly. xxx Frankie handed me the panty again. His was little and not quite erect at first, but it rapidly swelled and
stiffened in my hand. In my imagination
I fancied ‘her’ shaping and swelling the contour of my breasts to fill my
bra, smoothing the mound between my graceful legs, and puffing open the
orifice that would welcome Frankie’s young shank. We fondled and stroked each other. I didn’t
think I could ever be attracted to a boy’s privates, but I was. It curved upward, and the tip pointed nearly
straight to the ceiling. My heart went wild as I
lay over him, and it felt so good as my genitals and loins reveled in his. After Frankie and I were halfway through the second crumpled magazine,
Frankie suddenly asked me if I jacked off.
