But as usual he was straight and I had the chance to get nasty with the younger brother. In a match, I got kicked somewhere between the tighs and fell down to receive another blow on my face, I was immediately sent to the locker room by myself to find a first aid kit to take care of the rip on my eyebrow. I took of my bloody shirt and put a bandage on the rip. I lied on a bench alone and started jerking off as there was no painkillers in the kit and I knew it could help me forget about the pain. The door suddenly opened without a knock and I saw this boy at the door, I immediately got up and pretended like I was examining my tighs. The boy asked if I was okay, he was sent there for me and I told him if he knew how to apply a massage. He said no but I told him that I could teach him how to. Then without pulling my pants up I lied again on the bench and told him what to do. He couldnt say no because: first I was older than him and like a big brother, secondly it was so natural and he. Needless to say I was in shock. I pulled the car over at an over-look by the ocean. The wind was up and big fat drops of rain beat against the windshield of my car. I sat there trying to catch my breath from the best blowjob I'd ever received in my life. Finally I was able to gasp out, "You-you're a man!" Leila looked deeply into my eyes and moved closer, right up next to me. I could feel her firm breast pushing against me, I could felt the heat radiating from her body as she whispered, 'Nah uh.' Then she grabbed my hand and opened the car door pulling me along with her. I wasn't sure what to do, but I let her pull me along. I kept glancing at her prefect body, legs to die for, and an hourglass waist. How could this lovely creature be a man? I kept wondering to myself. It was agonizing, she was just too beautiful. Too perfect. Then we were slipping and sliding down a rain swept dune, down, down all the way to the deserted beach below. And without a word Leila pulled her soaked dress.
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