"I won't hurt you, Matthew. I'll go slow, not fast, and gently."We went into his bedroom, knowing that we'd be more comfortable. Handed a tube of KY, ... squeezed out practically half the tube onto my middle finger of my right hand, assuring Matthew how much he was going to be pleasured by my butt fucking. Gently I lubricated his anus.I wanted to be sure that he was persuaded a hundred percent, I explained that I had always had a hunch that he wanted me to do something like this to him.I was. . being a virgin and very sexually ignorant, and never having masterbated before, i didnt know what she was doing, but as her moans got louder and louder i began to get scared,, was somebody hurting her ? was it a robber or even worse? so i walked down the hall and found her door slightly ajar. so i crept up and peeked in the room to see who her assailant was,and thats when i saw my aunt, totally naked, thrusting her pelvis in the air, and up and down... and she had a large black object in her. Then she turned to me. "Sometimes, Henry," she said as I stood there in all my spaced out nakedness, "It's not a matter of who we are but of what we are." Are you alright?" I asked her.She nodded and smiled briefly at me. The kind of smile that said everything was going to be fine. That she understood the name of the game. "You finish your shower, sweetie," she said, "I really do have to run."With that, she left the bathroom and went downstairs to collect her things before heading off to. I patted Alistair's arm to stop him when he looked like he was going to go in to Duncan's alcove. I handed Alistair my daggers and sent him reluctantly back to bed, and I tiptoed over to where Duncan slept.He was twisted up in the blankets, muscles taut, his skin slick with sweat; his hair, which he'd started growing again, was a wild mop, and his face was scrunched up in a look of abject horror. He wore a tunic and trousers, both of which were damp with sweat.I gently peeled back the blankets.