1. Boy Magnets


    Date: 10/22/2014, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Author: kinghut, Rating: 95, Source: xHamster

    well-develop- ed penis you have," I said. "You don't mind if I say so, do you? It's a real man's penis." "You know," I said, "I've heard that you have the biggest penis in the seventh grade" (this was a slight exaggeration) "and I can see for myself that you pro- bably do. You are a very lucky young man, to be so well-hung, to be so well-built and good-looking. You are going to make many girls very happy." He looked like he was in shock but he blushed when I praised his dick. "Is that really true? About me having the biggest one, I mean?" "So I heard. And I believe it. I bet I can barely get my hand around it, it's so fat." I tried to put my hand around it and in fact I couldn't get my fingers all the way around the thick part. His big warm tool throbbed in my hand and I felt wetness running down the inside of my thighs. Oh, Bobby... I thought. I pulled down his pajama pants to get a better look at him. He didn't resist. I cupped his balls in one hand and held his heavy dick in the other, turning it to get a good look. It was long, thick, and well-shaped. It was a brownish pink, very hard, and the skin was stretched very tight. It was as taut as a balloon, looking as if it inflated anymore it would burst. It was about eight inches long, I estimated. Later on when I had a chance to measure it I found that my guess was correct. It was over seven inches in circumference, around the thickest part, just below the head. The skin looked like it was painted on. It felt like a big ...
    hard muscle, when a man lets you feel his bicep. His abdomen was almost hairless except for a spray of bark hairs around the base of his cock and lightly covering his balls. Hanging on his slender body, as it did, the effect of a big dick on a small frame was all the more impressive. I admired it. (The next day I found a cucumber almost exactly the same size and handed it to Cathy over lunch. "I'd like to have a cucumber like that in my vegetable bin," she said.) "My, you've really got a big one, Bobby," I said, inspecting it through my glasses. "Thank you," was all he could say. "Bobby, since you've let me look at you, would you like to look at me? I'll show you mine, since you've shown me yours. Would you like that?" He made a barely perceptible nod. He seemed to be twitching. His penis was standing up at a 45 degree angle, and seemed to be swelling to the bursting point. I took off my glasses, and then I sat back and removed my bra. I took it off and let my big chest melons hang down. I arched my back a little for the effect. Bobby's eyes widened. "Oh, Miss Wanshel," he almost whispered. "They're so beautiful. Can I touch them?" "Call me Jenny, Bobby. You can touch them all you want." He put his trembling hands on my big tits and began to explore. He stroked me gently, and touched my nipples, which were as hard as his dick. I could tell he loved my knockers. He hefted them in his hands to feel the weight, and slid his fingers into the deep crevice of my cleavage, and brushed ...
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