The guys around us were laughing hysterically, nervously, and Becky squealed when my fingers hit pay-dirt.The guys around us were laughing hysterically, nervously, and Becky squealed when my fingers hit pay-dirt. Naturally she dropped her books again, and she whipped around to slap my face but I grabbed her wrist mid-air and pulled her hand to my crotch. "Aw c'mon at least a hand-job," I'd mocked, rubbing her hand along my growing bulge before she had time to jerk it away in disgust. "YOU'RE a PIG!" she'd shrieked. Her face had gone all red, and she'd looked like she was going to cry; that's always made me harder, when they cry. I'd been afraid I was going to pop a load in my jockeys, but I managed to control it somehow. She hadn't told on me. She *knew* she was asking for it. Christ, in that outfit, she probably made old dried up Mr. Havercek the algebra teacher hard too. "I wanna fuck him in the ass and when I cum I wanna shoot my cock-snot in the snow, watch it melt the powder and then freeze." 'Dozer continued his plans for our Christmas vacation with Todd. "What temperature you figure semen freezes at?" 'Dozer was definitely weird. "Jesus why don't you do that as your project for the Spring Science Fair?" I suggested. |