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I have a special memory of the days of college when like all the k**s I played sports. Physical Education as we said. We practiced indoor gymnastics for both boys and girls. The lessons were mixed but of course not the changing rooms and the showers.
We were all more or less stressed by our hormones and these classes were an opportunity to observe the bodies and forms of our fellow students. I was a young girl without a regular friend but full of energy. I used to let off steam in gymnastics lessons until I became a group leader when the main teacher separated us into small units for the exercises. As a girl I often found myself with girls my age but also sometimes a few younger boys, the older more mature and less disciplined being reserved for the teacher.
This time we were five girls and a boy doing gymnastics on the floor and the uneven bars. For this type of exercise we were all in more or less fitted shorts and bodysuits. The boy was Pascal, a teenager, quite cute and above all not very muscular. As the group leader I met him to help him do the exercises. A few stretches, softening then we went over the bars. He had difficulties but made efforts to hold the positions. As I admired her will to succeed in front of me and the other girls. Her cute side pleased us a lot and I took the opportunity to observe her torso, her slightly hairy thighs, her small firm buttocks. I knew it because for certain catches I had to touch it to avoid a possible fall.
After a few shots I stood between the bars and him above me. He spread his thighs to execute a scissor and there I realized that I had his lower abdomen a few inches from my face. I was not obsessed with it but still, I blushed wondering if he realized that I observed the shapes of his floating shorts. The spread legs revealed the boy's crotch through the shorts yawning. The slip pocket also yawned a little. Undoubtedly a somewhat large garment from his older brother.
My eyes went to the groin and I distinctly saw the birth of his purses. I came to my senses and asked him to close my legs to come back to the ground. It was there that he let go and fell heavily on the right bar and then writhed in pain on the ground. He was standing on his stomach because he had hit it head on with his crotch. The professor ran up and consoled him. He asked me to accompany him to the infirmary once the pain had subsided. I sit next to Pascal a little embarrassed about what was happening to him and he a little ashamed to have to massage in front of me to relieve himself.
After a few minutes it seemed to get better. I asked her to come with me to go see the college nurse. He balked but had to accept it.
Brigitte our nurse greeted Pascal with a broad smile. Realizing his problem quickly enough, she made him sit in a hospital chair. I stood nearby, remaining discreet, a little intrigued also about what was going to happen to my comrade.
Brigitte tells me that it was good and that I could go back to play sports. I explained that I was a little worried about Pascal, that I felt a little responsible for what had happened and that I preferred to stay a little to be reassured. The nurse asked him to put his t-shirt back on and take off his pants to examine him. Instinctively I felt myself blushing again because I was really not used to seeing naked boys. She helped him remove the shorts and started to examine his thighs and groin for bruises.
Pascal was visibly intimidated to see himself thus examined by Brigitte and in front of me, but the pain had been so intense that he did not dare to say anything either.
So in underwear and in the hands of our nurse he seemed even more vulnerable and intimidated. She was examining all the areas around the panty pocket. It seemed reassuring because he said nothing so did not seem to suffer. I thought that she was going to stop her exam and her palpations there but I was surprised after that.
Brigitte lowered him without warning his pants and the boy's three-piece service sprang to our eyes. A pretty pink cock with fairly voluminous purses. Pascal felt very confused to show himself like this but Brigitte reassured him by telling him that he was not the first boy she was going to examine.
For Brigitte it was undoubtedly true but for me on the other hand it was the first time that a teenager of this age was naked as much as Pascal under the effect of emotion or previous palpations he exhibited as a start of uncontrolled erection.
His penis pointed horizontally with an arrogant and very open circumcised acorn. I had never seen a dick in this state either. Brigitte did not take offense at the situation and told Pascal that her reaction was normal. She put on latex medical gloves and told Pascal that she was going to have to examine him to find out whether or not there was a ematoma.
With her left hand she spread the cock a little to go to weigh and examine the boy's purses.
I didn’t miss a thing and watched the nurse’s hand rolling the boy’s little balls between his fingers. It didn't seem to hurt him, on the contrary. She also looked around the testicles a bit before letting go. His hand then squeezed the base of the rod which did not ask for so much and seemed to stiffen more. Brigitte aloud concludes that everything was fine, that the jewelry of this young man would not have any consequences.
I ventured to ask an incongruous question about the size and the stiffness of Pascal's cock, which seemed to me very big. Brigitte smiles and tells me that the size was normal for a growing teenager of this age and that simply the stiffness was due to his state of erection. There it would not take much for this young man to free himself from his overflow especially if I continued to grind him as I did.
At the same time I cannot leave it in this state in front of all your girlfriends and friends. She took off her gloves and got a jar of oily balm for massages. Pascal was worried about what she was doing and was going to happen to him.
She put cream on her hands and again put her fingers on the stretched penis. She went around the sex with her fingers, seemed to caress it along its length, carefully avoiding touching the glans. I went over to take a closer look at what Brigitte was doing to my college friend. Pascal closed his eyes as the caress seemed to delight him. I distinctly saw a drop of liquid appear at the end of his penis. You see said Brigitte, my caresses do her a lot of good. His penis was now dock vertically, stiff, the glans dilated. I saw that his purses were retracted as the boy was near the explosion
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Pascal did not have time to back down that I in turn put my hand on his juvenile sex. The object was both hard and very soft to the touch. Immediately I felt it vibrate between my fingers. They went down to almost smooth purses of all stripes.
I ventured to go and touch the pink and wet end of his cock. The reaction was quick. In a few seconds I felt the thrill of Pascal's cock, he closed his legs and my hand was inundated with a whitish and creamy liquid. Three times I saw the little white geyser come out. Surprised I let go of my friend's cock.
Pascal could not resist and by himself finished masturbating in front of Brigitte and me. Three other small sperm sperms polluted the white linen that Brigitte had hurriedly approached the adolescent's sex. Well said Brigitte it purged him well, everything seems to be working well.
We were going to stop there our discoveries, Pascal had ejaculated for the first time between the fingers of a girl, I had seen a male sex in erection for the first time as well as a circumcised dick, Brigitte she had undoubtedly made a diversion of a minor for the first time but nobody would ever talk about it and especially not Pascal or me.
She helped him clean up and put his clothes on before we returned to the locker room. For him the session was over and I had a hard time concentrating on the rest of the afternoon.
We were all more or less stressed by our hormones and these classes were an opportunity to observe the bodies and forms of our fellow students. I was a young girl without a regular friend but full of energy. I used to let off steam in gymnastics lessons until I became a group leader when the main teacher separated us into small units for the exercises. As a girl I often found myself with girls my age but also sometimes a few younger boys, the older more mature and less disciplined being reserved for the teacher.
This time we were five girls and a boy doing gymnastics on the floor and the uneven bars. For this type of exercise we were all in more or less fitted shorts and bodysuits. The boy was Pascal, a teenager, quite cute and above all not very muscular. As the group leader I met him to help him do the exercises. A few stretches, softening then we went over the bars. He had difficulties but made efforts to hold the positions. As I admired her will to succeed in front of me and the other girls. Her cute side pleased us a lot and I took the opportunity to observe her torso, her slightly hairy thighs, her small firm buttocks. I knew it because for certain catches I had to touch it to avoid a possible fall.
After a few shots I stood between the bars and him above me. He spread his thighs to execute a scissor and there I realized that I had his lower abdomen a few inches from my face. I was not obsessed with it but still, I blushed wondering if he realized that I observed the shapes of his floating shorts. The spread legs revealed the boy's crotch through the shorts yawning. The slip pocket also yawned a little. Undoubtedly a somewhat large garment from his older brother.
My eyes went to the groin and I distinctly saw the birth of his purses. I came to my senses and asked him to close my legs to come back to the ground. It was there that he let go and fell heavily on the right bar and then writhed in pain on the ground. He was standing on his stomach because he had hit it head on with his crotch. The professor ran up and consoled him. He asked me to accompany him to the infirmary once the pain had subsided. I sit next to Pascal a little embarrassed about what was happening to him and he a little ashamed to have to massage in front of me to relieve himself.
After a few minutes it seemed to get better. I asked her to come with me to go see the college nurse. He balked but had to accept it.
Brigitte our nurse greeted Pascal with a broad smile. Realizing his problem quickly enough, she made him sit in a hospital chair. I stood nearby, remaining discreet, a little intrigued also about what was going to happen to my comrade.
Brigitte tells me that it was good and that I could go back to play sports. I explained that I was a little worried about Pascal, that I felt a little responsible for what had happened and that I preferred to stay a little to be reassured. The nurse asked him to put his t-shirt back on and take off his pants to examine him. Instinctively I felt myself blushing again because I was really not used to seeing naked boys. She helped him remove the shorts and started to examine his thighs and groin for bruises.
Pascal was visibly intimidated to see himself thus examined by Brigitte and in front of me, but the pain had been so intense that he did not dare to say anything either.
So in underwear and in the hands of our nurse he seemed even more vulnerable and intimidated. She was examining all the areas around the panty pocket. It seemed reassuring because he said nothing so did not seem to suffer. I thought that she was going to stop her exam and her palpations there but I was surprised after that.
Brigitte lowered him without warning his pants and the boy's three-piece service sprang to our eyes. A pretty pink cock with fairly voluminous purses. Pascal felt very confused to show himself like this but Brigitte reassured him by telling him that he was not the first boy she was going to examine.
For Brigitte it was undoubtedly true but for me on the other hand it was the first time that a teenager of this age was naked as much as Pascal under the effect of emotion or previous palpations he exhibited as a start of uncontrolled erection.
His penis pointed horizontally with an arrogant and very open circumcised acorn. I had never seen a dick in this state either. Brigitte did not take offense at the situation and told Pascal that her reaction was normal. She put on latex medical gloves and told Pascal that she was going to have to examine him to find out whether or not there was a ematoma.
With her left hand she spread the cock a little to go to weigh and examine the boy's purses.
I didn’t miss a thing and watched the nurse’s hand rolling the boy’s little balls between his fingers. It didn't seem to hurt him, on the contrary. She also looked around the testicles a bit before letting go. His hand then squeezed the base of the rod which did not ask for so much and seemed to stiffen more. Brigitte aloud concludes that everything was fine, that the jewelry of this young man would not have any consequences.
I ventured to ask an incongruous question about the size and the stiffness of Pascal's cock, which seemed to me very big. Brigitte smiles and tells me that the size was normal for a growing teenager of this age and that simply the stiffness was due to his state of erection. There it would not take much for this young man to free himself from his overflow especially if I continued to grind him as I did.
At the same time I cannot leave it in this state in front of all your girlfriends and friends. She took off her gloves and got a jar of oily balm for massages. Pascal was worried about what she was doing and was going to happen to him.
She put cream on her hands and again put her fingers on the stretched penis. She went around the sex with her fingers, seemed to caress it along its length, carefully avoiding touching the glans. I went over to take a closer look at what Brigitte was doing to my college friend. Pascal closed his eyes as the caress seemed to delight him. I distinctly saw a drop of liquid appear at the end of his penis. You see said Brigitte, my caresses do her a lot of good. His penis was now dock vertically, stiff, the glans dilated. I saw that his purses were retracted as the boy was near the explosion
Would you like to try ?
Pascal did not have time to back down that I in turn put my hand on his juvenile sex. The object was both hard and very soft to the touch. Immediately I felt it vibrate between my fingers. They went down to almost smooth purses of all stripes.
I ventured to go and touch the pink and wet end of his cock. The reaction was quick. In a few seconds I felt the thrill of Pascal's cock, he closed his legs and my hand was inundated with a whitish and creamy liquid. Three times I saw the little white geyser come out. Surprised I let go of my friend's cock.
Pascal could not resist and by himself finished masturbating in front of Brigitte and me. Three other small sperm sperms polluted the white linen that Brigitte had hurriedly approached the adolescent's sex. Well said Brigitte it purged him well, everything seems to be working well.
We were going to stop there our discoveries, Pascal had ejaculated for the first time between the fingers of a girl, I had seen a male sex in erection for the first time as well as a circumcised dick, Brigitte she had undoubtedly made a diversion of a minor for the first time but nobody would ever talk about it and especially not Pascal or me.
She helped him clean up and put his clothes on before we returned to the locker room. For him the session was over and I had a hard time concentrating on the rest of the afternoon.
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