Probably most of you read my first encounter with James. It was a steamy experience which I never felt before. Thanks for responses. I really liked yo...r comment. As most of you asked me, this is not a fantasy story but this is my real experience.Coming back to home, I felt horny again and started masturbating in the shower. To maintain female ego, I didn’t message him but was waiting for his text. Next day, he messaged me and invited me to a dinner. Inside I felt so excited and I said yes to. There was a sexual tension building, which he was finding difficult to control. She only had to look at him in a certain way and it would give him an erection. He wasn’t even sure if that was normal. His father was away at just a crucial time in his adolescence. It was hardly something he could broach on his weekly Skype with him and he certainly couldn’t ask his Mum.As he prepared to pack up his cello, he wondered how Martina was doing in the gym. The corollary of that thought was naturally of. . wrong... dizzy again. I rushed into the last stall and just sat on the toilet lid trying to clear my head. I can hear him peeing. I peak thru the crack in the door just as he flushes & walks over to the sink to wash his hands with his dick still exposed. He then washes his dick off. I remember thinking, "How many men wash their dick after peeing?" As he is washing his dick, I can see that he is getting an erection. It is now 8 inches long and it doesn't look like my hand can fit around it. He. We started talking about random things, laughing at everything we said, thanks to the alcohol in our systems. We talked for a while, just laying on Emma's bed, side by side, facing the ceiling. Somehow, the conversation switched over to relationships, sex and stuff along those lines. Turning to face me, Emma asked, "So it's really true that you have never been kissed?" "Mhm, one hundred percent true," I replied, in a small voice, without turning towards her. Emma paused for a few seconds, and.