I got hard when I felt her ass on my dick, and she felt when I got hard, so she looked up at me and smiled I acted like I didn't see her. " You put th...s hand there and that hand there." I leaned over her more and pressed her against the table and my hard dick against her ass to show her how to hold her fingers, and she let out a small moaned and grinded her ass against my dick which made me growl. I lifted up the back of her skirt, she was wearing a thong I ran my finger along the fabric it. My name is Jon Combes, and I've been gay since my mom's fifteenth boyfriend fucked me when I was nineteen. Since a lot of you guys wanted a real story. I decided to use my personal story. This is my story about the first night. I was in bed, Mom was downstairs with Paul. I heard her scream, and ran downstairs to see if she was ok. "Get your ass back up," Paul yells. "Don't make me come-- He didn't finish because Mom interrupted him. She turned to me, "Jon, honey, you should be in bed." "Ok,". I released her leg and pulled my penis back slowly. When I pulled my penis back and released her leg, she lifted her foot slowly from my trousers. She stepped on the floor with her left toes and started waiting for me. She was looking at down to my trousers. I was sure she was trying to understand if I ejaculated.She was right on this. Because there was a big stain because of my sperms at my pants.I felt as if I had stolen a beauty that belonged to my friend Haluk. Those legs and feet belonged. When I did go I called one of the men who left their name and phone number in my loin cloth. I explained who I was and where I was and he told me that he would be there in about 15 minutes. When he arrived I climbed into his car thinking that he would drive some place and we would have sex. That did happen but not the way I was thinking. His name was Joe and he told me that he was a voyeur and that he really enjoy watching men have sex with each other and at the party he mostly just watched me.