These usually involve a dominant/submissive relationship with me generally assuming the submissive role. This is ex-actly opposite to my outward perso...ality, which is aggressive and competitive.Aside from some isolated experiences with mutual mastur-bation during my early adolescence, I have engaged in homo-sexual sex only one other time since the experience described above. That experience involved a youth with whom I had engaged in mutual masturbation, and took place a few years after my. I was anxious to see Beth since I hadn't seen her since homecoming.The wait was worth it, because she was in a floor length gown. The top half had a cream colored base, which matched her skin tones. There was ruby red beading in a sophisticated floral pattern. The bottom half was a deep rich red color. She coordinated with matching heels. Beth's hair had been pulled up so it showed off her neck. Her makeup was just enough for evening-wear. I gave myself a mental chuckle when I realized I knew. And what was more she was drawing desire out of me in waves and sooner than I would have thought possible I was fighting the urge of arousal creeping back over me and down between my legs.Somewhere along the line I was grinning like an idiot.The only thing I could compare it to would be a strip-club. Crude to be sure, but the point is not so much the impending orgasm, but the state that the dancer brings you too as long as you are there watching her. You can't touch and too many people are. ."Please..?" I ask breathlessly, my chest heaving as you stroke my insides with an experts fingers. Heat and pressure are building up inside me and I'm squeezing around your fingers."No..." Comes your reply, just and rough and ragged as I feel. I let out a low groan, pushing back against you. "Please..." I begin soon afterwards. "Please may I come... I-I-I n-need to. Please. Please." I stutter and gasp, knowing how close I am and how I won't be able to hold off much longer. I'm denied the right.