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"Jesus, Ben," I whispered softly. "You're hung like a rhinoceros." I had meant it to sound like a joke, but it only sounded how I really felt—in total awe.

Ben stared back in shock for a few seconds before his face erupted into an enormous grin.

"Yo, Todd!" he called over his shoulder. "Come out here and lookie what I got us!" His words sent a shiver through my spine; there was something proprietary, something dangerous about them. I didn't know Todd, the taller, leaner boy who appeared behind Ben with the twisted-up towel swung over his shoulder and not a stitch anywhere else on his body. But he looked familiar; I was sure I had seen him around somewhere; his short buzz cut was unmistakable and was a sharp contrast to Ben's blonde, wavy locks. But his cock! Oh my God his cock! I couldn't stop staring, and Ben caught on pretty fast.

"Whatcha doing here so late, Katie?" he asked, establishing eye contact with me. He started to walk forward. "A girl could get into a lot of trouble alone here."

I decided to play along. "Oh I know," I said, feigning innocence. "I haven't been the smartest tonight. Why, do you think there might be some sort of trouble?"

Ben shrugged, and walked around behind me. "I don't know," he said, leaning close in. I could smell his sweaty musk—he had probably not had a chance to get in the shower yet. As his breath landed softly on my neck I continue to stare ahead at Todd. His soft, thick prick twitched a bit as he realized I was not going to switch my gaze. A few seconds passed, and I realized that Ben was waiting for permission—that as hot as I obviously was, he was not going to lay a hand on me without me telling him to.