Well as usual Abbu had made the tea and as usual had brought it to me in bed. This morning however I was so wrapped up in my personal world of masturb...tion that I did not hear him knock and him thinking I was still asleep he let himself into my room.What happened next all seemed to happen in slow motion. The sight that greeted Abbu must have nearly given the poor man a heart attack. I was lying on my back with all the bed covers pushed off of me, my legs were open wide, one hand was furiously. “Ugh…ughh…uhm..ahhh…” John was now grunting in pleasure as he continued to work his dick. His red glans kept popping in and out of his foreskin, and William noticed how moist it looked, quite unlike his. For some reason, it made him think of his tongue, which was red, moist and inside something too, then his thoughts turned to dicks being in mouths, something that sounded funny, gross and intriguing at the same time. In any case, John seemed to be thoroughly enjoying his first proper. "I don't know anyone from San Francisco," Sally worried, looking at Eric."I'm from LA," he said, shrugging his shoulders."There were six people on board," Rikki said. "Three men and threewomen." We think it's a family," Cleo said."That tall blond guy and the two girls are siblings, but the dark-hairedboy must be a friend," Emma argued."You weren't spotted?" Gabriel asked apprehensively, holding Michelle inhis arms."No," MuSu answered. "But only just barely," he finished with a glare atEmma."We. I've also submitted to beltings and whippings.I get excited when it feels like it might get out of hand. After a trulyabusive session, when you'd think I would have felt the worst, I insteadfeel relieved, relaxed and empowered. .In my case the ultimate cause of this masochism was inadequate fathering.My dad was an iron worker and I remember him mostly being too tired to doanything with us boys (except, significantly, the occasional spanking). Somany of the skills I needed to function socially.