I had just assumed that their "little boy" stiffies, of which I had seen quite a few, just gradually grew and grew until they were a fully developed man, in my mind this wouldn't be complete until they were about 18 or 19.
On that day I discovered I had it all wrong!
Tom was now in a world of his own in front of us, looking into space for a while and wanking, then adjusting his stance slightly and coming back to the real world again, before locking his gaze into space again and recommencing the wank.
After a few more minutes of this, he suddenly stopped and said that he couldn't get himself to shoot. From experience now, I know that this was because he was under a great deal of pressure to perform, but back then I must say that we all felt a great disappointment.
We asked him to try a bit more and he did, and when he said he was going to stop again, Jackie asked him if it would help if she tickled his balls. It seemed the natural thing to do at that moment in time, to help him in some way, and nobody giggled because we all desperately wanted to see him shoot.
He didn't answer, but didn't object when she reached out with one hand and started tickling his balls from underneath. His serious wanking resumed, and was seen as a signal from the girls that he liked it as we all started to take it in turns, him gradually working his way round the circle and offering his balls to each girl in turn.
I handed the task of ball tickling on to Zoe, and she'd only handled them for a few seconds when he gave out a gasp and shot out a stream of cum between her and the girl next to her, both girls leaning away to avoid getting any on them.
His legs buckled and he shuddered and jerked quite violently as spurt after spurt seemed to literally explode from his penis, every girl muscling in to get the best look, all slightly horrified yet fascinated by the long lines of white spunk arching out on the floorboards in front of him.
When his jerks subsided, I noticed that Zoe's hand was still cupped round his balls, and she had an amazed look on her face. "I can still feel them squeezing", she told us triumphantly, as he stood there, slowly pumping the last drops from his penis. I felt a little jealous, and wondered what it had felt like.
He finally got his breath back and we all gave him a spontaneous round of applause as he shuffled back to get dressed. We all put on our knickers while he finished dressing, and let him make his way back to the house while we gossiped about what we had just seen. The other lads gave him a big cheer when he opened the door and went in....to tell THEM all about it, no doubt.
Ten minutes later, I managed to release Tash and get to talk to her about what she'd seen. She'd seen just about everything, so it seemed, and although she wouldn't admit it at the time, years later she told me that she was quite proud of his little exhibition.
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