He didn't find out, because just then Nancy gently pushed him away. "That's enough, Ben. I can't take any more," she sighed.

But of course Ben couldn't let things end like that. He was horny to the point of insanity by now. He just had to get some relief for his enormously bloated nut sacs and achingly swollen cock. He took a big chance. He grabbed Nancy's hand and set it on the big hard bulge of his fly. He knew she could feel the heat and throbbing of his cock even through his jeans.

"Okay, Nancy, I'll stop," he said hoarsely, "but how about you doing something for me now?"

Her hand trembled as he held it on his cock. "Okay, Ben," she said, her voice sounding both shy and excited, "what do you want me to do?"

There was an obvious answer to that, but if he said it, she'd scream and run. He wanted her to take off her panties and spread her legs and let him shove his steel-stiff young cock into her virgin box. But no way in the world was he going to say that, at least not yet. Nancy wasn't ready for it. He still had a lot of warming up to do before this self-controlled little blonde would go mad with passion for him.

"I'd like you to play with my cock for awhile, Nancy," he said, struggling to sound calm.

Her mouth dropped open. Clearly no boy had ever made that request of her before. But she didn't panic or protest as Ben unzipped his fly and eased out his painfully swollen prick. Her eyes got huge, and she stared and stared at his rigid blue-veined boner. Ben knew he was pretty well hung for a teenager, and her expression reflected that fact.