Bike Shed Rendezvous

You drop to the floor before him as if in submission as he shuffles in front of you chuckling enthusiastically. What are you to do? Panic sweeps through you like the tide as you feel like a flimsy raft being swept out to sea but then as you settle back on your ballerina shoes everything becomes clear. It's as if you've had a secret life. You know what to do and you're keen to show it. You come over all girlish. Straight away you run your tiny hands up and down his muscular thighs occasionally glancing the growing bulge between his legs. You take several short breaths.

'Get to it,' Rupert shouts impatiently grabbing your scarf, pulling you closer. You don't need a second invitation - As if hearing a starting pistol fire you tentatively stroke his twitching manhood again but this time your touch is different. You don't withdraw your hand. He thrusts his mighty hips forward. Your hands tremble slightly and you nervously pull his fly zip fully down centimeter by centimeter. Immediately his enormous cock springs from his briefs like a hungry tiger.

'My God! Whose a big boy,' Becky says clambering for a better view, 'the rumours are true. You keep that well hidden. Wow! What a whopper! Skip dinner Lucy you're in for a filling. Is that really all you? Hot or what.'

You're terrified to be facing something so formidable.

He smiles in the knowledge of his immense power. You touch its shimmering shaft, gingerly at first then slowly wrap your fingers around its throbbing length. Like a sissy slut should, you open your sweet mouth; he feels your hot breath on his knob.

'Hmm!' he gasps, as your moist tongue touches his gleaming circumcised head. You inhale his intoxicating, musky smell and taste his salt. Slowly, ever so slowly you let his rigid tool slide into your mouth, your pearly white teeth teasing his taught flesh and in less than thirty seconds its whole length had disappeared down your throat. Your chin brushes against his wiry pubic hair. Becky forbids you from touching yourself so you grasp the sides of his thighs.