.. he responded quickly dropping his clothes on top of hers.She watched him intently, paying close attention to his crotch as he carefully stepped int... the spa near her.“Please sit here with me” indicating the seat beside her.They sat and talked for about half an hour before she turned to him and kissed him.“What was that for?” he asked slightly stunned by her move.“That’s for letting me set the pace, and not trying anything with me” she replied as she wrapped her hand around his stiff cock. The first few times, he only got a blow job, but that soon changed. He loved fucking, he loved driving his cock in and out of a hot hole. Head jobs were okay for a quickie but Brian found the physical act of fucking much more satisfying. The real shame was he that he wasn’t very good at it. Like most incarcerated men, Brian didn’t think that fucking another guy in the ass was homosexual. Homosexuals were the ones that sucked dick or took it up the ass. Brian thought of himself as all man, a. Only you.’ I pushed my chair to the table and glared at him. ‘When you’re ready to grow up, call me. Just ask your Uncle Gene for my address.’ I debated for a few days over whether I should tell Mr. Stanley, but in the end, I figured that he would find out eventually. ‘When did this happen?’ Eugene sat across from me in my living room with a stern look on his face. ‘Does that really matter now?’ I asked wearily. Eugene stood up and began to pace the room. ‘Well? What are you going to do?’ ‘I. I wasn't sure how that would look and feel but I told themto go ahead and try so they did, and I did, and it actually didn't worktoo bad except that even lying across the two lounges my belly did reston the ground but at least most of the pressure was off of it.So we were talking a little and I was telling them about how I wanted toget a really even tan and one of them mentioned that I had a little tanline where the strap of my bikini top crossed me back. I hadn't thoughtabout that before.