All the supressed feelings of the day and frustrations from last night awoke in me in a moment. I went all soft inside and I knew I wanted him as much...as he wanted me, but I wasn’t going to tell him that, he was going to have to work for it! He stood back again staring at my almost naked body which made me feel both defenceless and aroused. My nipples stiffened up and I could feel their tautness on my breasts, and as he stared at my body I knew the wetness would be starting again between my. I placed some more oil in the palms of my hands and proceeded to rub it in all around my groin and have to admit that as I did so my own cock began to harden. I massaged the oil under my balls then took them in my hand and oiled them too and finally placed both hands around my cock and oiled that slowly. I must have looked to him as if I was masturbating just for him alone. Then I stopped. I wiped my hands on a towel and laid down on the blanket, show over!! I had a drink from my flask then. But, you lookmore like a girl posing as a guy."Howard frowned and hesitated. He finally nodded. "Yeah, well, maybe toyou. But most people just see what they expect to see."She sat there staring, first at the magazine, and back at Howard. "Yeah,maybe. But, well, so why are you here at NYU if you make such good moneyat modeling?"Howard hesitated. He tried to keep his explanation simple. He reallydidn't want to bore his new friend. "Modeling is okay. You're right. Itpays just fine, but I don't. When Derek got in, he couldn’t help but rib his friend a little.“So I’m guessing you forgot to bring a shirt today?”“What the hell would I need a shirt for today?” Ryan smarted back at him. “We’re going to the lake – why bring a shirt?”Derek was not very modest himself in many situations, but since they were stopping at the store for snacks and alcohol, and driving 30 miles to the lake, he at least had put on a tank top. But from past experience, he knew that Ryan, dressed only in a pair of.