"Help me, dear," Barbara Jean said, reluctantly breaking the contact with his naked cock flesh. "If we can just pull these shorts down. Yes, that's fine."

Beneath his too-tight cut-offs, his cock was filling his jockey briefs almost to overflowing. His mound was almost too large for her to believe, and the tension being gone without his cut-offs seemed to make more room for expansion. Before her very eyes, his flesh inside the tight white cotton briefs stretched out even more, even longer and harder. A feverish warmth radiated outward from his crotch.

"Oh, Erik!" she said, when his cut-offs had been tossed to the side. "How big you are, how strong!" She pulled the teen to her and hugged him tightly, her face against his tight, firm belly just below his bellybutton, the bulge of his prick covered by his shorts fitting beneath her chin and digging into her neck.

She broke the embrace and pushed herself back away from the teen. "Now, Erik," she said, "I'm going to finish undressing you. One of the first things you have to learn is how to be natural, while being nude, in the presence of a woman."

She slipped her fingers beneath the tight elastic waistband of his shorts and, without hesitation pushed them abruptly down. They were tight to just past his knees, but they fell the rest of the way down to the floor by themselves.

Erik's cock, too long restricted beneath his tight pants and his clinging shorts, sprang up to attention. It was still not fully erect, but the long shaft still arched out and angled over his ballsac, his balls bobbing wildly.