I looked up once again and her eyes were closed but I knew that she was enjoying every bit of my attention on her feet. The more I massged her feet th... more she shuffled around so I just stopped trying to keep her from discovering my hardon and took a chance that maybe she wanted to find it. My instinct was right. As I had her right foot in my hands rubbing her so soft sole her left foot found what she was looking for. As it rested right on my Dick she started moving it up and down. I looked up. However, I did not have an orgasm, though, only the feeling of a great sense of enjoyment and fun.That was the first of many bed humping experiences. Eventually, I'd lock the door, strip down and hump the bed in the nude. Felt even better! Then I began to rub myself against pillows and climb right on top of large stuffed animals. However, I never thought of using my hands or fingers to pleasure myself. I had no idea about that.My first full experience with the concept of using hands for. She was beautiful, but it was a beautythat extended beyond the way she was shaking her ass or the generouscurves of her breasts. I mean, realistically, her breasts weren't evenall that great. It was so weird to think about, but right now I hadbigger tits than her. No, it was something more than that, a wholisticfemininity. She had a feminine confidence and a happiness about herthat just made her seem to sparkle and shine in my eyes.It probably didn't hurt that she was really playing up this. "It was allguys, right?" Yeah, one other roommate and two suitemates, and we all shared a bathroom.So I promise you, I've seen it all!" Well maybe not all of it," Owen smirked. "Ever lived with gay guys?" Of course I have. There were tons of openly gay k**s at school. One of mysuitemates, Eric, he's gay AND he has two gay dads." Really?" Owen said, absentmindedly scratching his crotch. "I keep tryingto get this one pregnant but she won't go off the pill."I rolled my eyes, as my brother and.