I brought my index finger up to the cut and rubbed it lightly. I let my finger trail down his chin, to his chest. I played with his chest hair for a s...cond and proceeded to let my finger move down to his bellybutton. Derek took my hand away before it got too low. He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed the top of it. I moved my hand to the side of his neck and put my other hand on the other side of his neck. "I think we both know what comes next." I said to my uncle. "I think you don't. I had just turned 18 and was unbelievably shy with the girls and very 'wet behind the ears' when it came to the opposite sex. Mom was a great lady but; you know... a mom. I was going through a raging hormonal battle trying to sort out the continuing tortuous feelings in my celibate body. I was so pathetic and didn't have a fucking clue on how to even approach a girl (actually a little scared to have my first sexual encounter). Norman Rockwell could have done a very poignant painting of my sorry. Main hawas me chur uski dono taang ko faad kar uske chut me ek hi jhatke me apna lund ghusa diya. aaaaaahhhnnnnahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!Wo chilaa uthi..usko dard bahut jorse ho raha tha. wo dard ke maare rone lagi toh maine usko ek jor se mara aur uske muh pe hath rak diya. ab wo kuch bol nahi pa rahi thi aur uska choot mere land se fata ja raha tha. Usne achanak se mere hath se apne ko chida liya aur bhagne lagi. amin uske peeche gaya aur usko pakad liya peeche se jaake. uski dono choochiyan. ..but she took the clams and attached them as far up my shaft as they would go...so that as I got even harder, they pulled and pinched my tender skin all the more. Then she looked me in the eyes: "I would normally gag my slaves, but I really want to hear your screams of torment and cries for mercy."Suddenly, she brought the whip down repeatedly on my dick. It hurt more than anything yet and I really yelled out for the first time. She did this a number of times, intermittently lifting my hard.