The trainers, always much older, sometimes retired, performers, were used to this, and were able to reassure and help those who had problems, and it w...s unusual for them not to come through. On top of this was a series of lectures and classes, both about the sex act itself, about how and why we did what we did, and also the rules and moral strictures we lived by. There was a lot of theoretical work involved, and by the time they were fourteen, most of them knew as much as, if not more than, all. I couldn’t concentrate on work that afternoon, and it disturbed me because after seeing his cock, I knew that I would be fantasizing about it. And it was even weirder for me since I was somehow confusing Jenny’s and Jimmy’s sexuality and my attraction to them. Looking at Jimmy standing at the urinal was like seeing Jenny’s pretty face and body, but with a huge, teen cock.After seeing Jimmy’s cock in the flesh, my conversations with him started to evolve more to asking about situations when he. About half way home I needed a piss and nipped into this kind of grassed area with a few trees and stood up against a tree,unzipped and flopped it out and was soon gushing a heavy load of steaming piss.I began almost idly sliding my hand up and down the shaft ans was soon rock hard and decide,'what the fuck,there's no-one around' and got down to some serious wanking.Now I love tugging on my teats when I'm doing the biz so I tucked my t-shirt under my chin and got to work on my stiff nipps.By. ‘I feel such a twat.’ She slipped her arm through mine and we walked like that towards the house. ‘We all knew how you feel about her. We always knew.’ I nodded, was that all I was capable of doing? Tippi stopped, restraining me with her gentle grip on my arm and turned me to face her. ‘You cant help how you feel. Nothing hurts like unrequited love but yours wasn’t unrequited, just unrealistic. She’s straight and always will be.’ She wiped a tear from my face with her finger and then hugged me..