I stripped down to my underwear, and white sport socks and lay on the bed outwith the covers, when he eventually came through the bathroom door, weari...g nothing but a white hotel towel with what looked like a very nice piece of meat in the Centr, his body was still wet, and looked sexy amount the big muscles, he stopped at the bathroom door, glanced over and smiled, “wow, what a sexy slim body” he said, I like twinks” he sat on the bed with me, and we started kissing, our tongues intertwined,. He signaled for me to drink it. I did and once I was done he signaled for me to followed him to a room. He threw me only the silky sheets and order me to sleep and for some reason I did. (2 hours later)I woke up slowly and I tried to move my hands but I couldn't I tried to move my legs I couldn't I felt weird my legs were spread open and my arms spread to and I couldn't feel the fabric of my clothes or my panties. And I loved the feel of my panties and how the fabric feels when it rubs against. The stale chlorine tasting water was a welcome sensation, I was dehydrated to the point of feeling dizzy on top of everything else. The water slowed the internal dialogue to a slow roll, making it easier to think of nothing. But they continued. They were so rehearsed that I felt like an actor playing his first major roll. ‘To know what it was like to experience intrinsic female distinctiveness from a purely male perspective, it requires a ‘depthmensional’ level of understanding that no female. Your bedroom is yours to wander around in naked if you wanted, I should always knock and wait for you to say I can come in.”“Dad, forget about it.” I almost joked that he's been in worse positions and situations, but I stopped myself. I couldn't believe I was thinking that, let alone thinking it. “I'm staying at Claires tonight, the night away would probably do us both some good.” I told him. He nodded and forced a smile, “Yeah, you're probably right. School tomorrow?” he asked. “Yeah I think.