Sadly he had been asleep when I got home so I being exhausted didn’t wake him he would have only wanted to screw me lol. Next day I rushed off to wo...k so the moment passed and I thought well what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. It was a grave mistake. Anyway next time we were on shift together Paul and Ii being a tease wound the man up a bit.The next few days we missed one another so I messaged Paul and sent him a picture or two to stir him a little, Explicit ones of my pussy with fingers,. I sat right next to him and he knew who I was right away. we chatted for a couple minutes when I reached over and started touching his inner thigh. he was wearing tight bike shorts. he relaxed back in his chair as I rubbed his inner thighs. I noticed his bulge start to show through his shorts, so I placed my hand right over it, lightly rubbing his semi hard shaft. I slowly slid my hand down his shorts, finally feeling his thick cock. rubbing his hot cock and sweaty balls, I pulled my hand back. I had only been in the school swim club a few weeks, just after turning 16 and moving up to the upper school. I was a typical confused teen, had a couple of relationships with girls, nothing too heavy, kissing, groping, bit of mutual masturbation... and twice all the way. But i had found myself checking out guys also, body shapes and cocks in the changing rooms, pubes, asses, and was unsure of my sexuality. Well, this evening after a good training session, i had to stay and tidy up,. Was that marijuana? Once again, I asked myself, what had I gotten myself into?Those years ago, after my aborted sex experience, I had tried to masturbate but the guilt almost always got me before I could climax. Except for one time. I had gone to an adult bookstore when I was in the city for a convention and bought a very explicit magazine. I hid it in my jacket and sneaked back into my hotel room where I put it in my suitcase thinking I would take it home with me.That night when our meetings.