He grabbed my hand and whispered: “You like mine as well, don't you, little boy?”I couldn't say no. Plus, my boner already gave me away. I nodded....��Get on your knees, then. And show me how much you like it.”I knew where this was going. But I just couldn't resist. I knelt before him and held out my hand to jerk him off, but he slapped my face. “No hands!”Unable to resist, I kissed the tip of his huge tool and licked the shaft. With each second, I was becoming more confident and less scared. I. He had filled out, but had not grown more than a few inches taller. He sported a neat, well- trimmed, beard, and his twinkling dark brown eyes beamed out of a much more rounded face than ten years earlier. In fact he had the beginning of double chin.Sayeed exuded the air of irrepressible good humour that I noted when first meeting him, but I sensed beneath the veneer was a steelier, authoritarian, and more unforgiving man than the youth I had met ten years ago.We were in the entrance hall of. Add in biological and cultural quirks and this Alternate Sex Culture could get even stranger.So let's make one, shall we?Every Alternate Sex Culture has to have one feature in common. Just one:1) Vaginal intercourse, while still required for reproduction, is no longer considered the primary "sex" act. It might be considered niche or ignored entirely.Beyond that, there's a lot of possibilities! Specify your culture with these tags for convenience:Act: Which act is the new "fucking?" It could be. After a few minutes more, we went back to the hotel. Just standing in the store probably brought my THC levels in my blood up enough to become illegal! Very strange!We had a late lunch, fooled around a bit more in the room (Kelly described how she ‘took care of the problem’ very graphically) and then cleaned up. Jack and the Raiders were flying in sometime mid-afternoon and would be at the hotel by 1600 or so. Well, they’d be there by four. Kelly still teased me about my use of military time,.