"Yeah, well I mean, not you. Me. Maybe you can put it in my ass. I told you I liked it when girls stimulated my prostate during blowjobs. It feels rea...ly good. I'm kind of curious." What the hell?" Dude, relax. I've been watching a lot of anal porn, and it's made me curious. Would you want to try it?" Fuck no. I'm not gay. Blowjobs are one thing. Anal is gay."He laughed. "I've had plenty of not-gay anal."I shook my head. "You know what I mean."I wasn't sure. Honestly, it seemed really gay—even. It’s tantalising and makes me weak at the knees. He places soft, wet kisses on that soft patch of skin in front of my ear; I can feel his breath becoming heavier, warming me up from the inside as he pulls my hands from the water. I can’t speak; there are no words to describe my shock and sudden rush of excitement I’m feeling coursing through my veins. I’m suddenly aware of my own breathing becoming more rapid and coming from deeper inside me. My heart is racing, I can almost feel every beat as. We would usually spend holidays with someone else and just bring a side dish as a contribution to the meal. I’m self-taught, and I’m actually glad that I was able to develop my own styles and tastes based upon what me and my family like rather than what somebody else thinks we should like.”“I have been learning a lot just by working alongside JR in the kitchen. That reminds me, what is his obsession with washing dishes by hand rather than using the dishwasher?”Patty laughed, “You’re going to. He noticed me as well and he waited until I was free. I walked toward him and he mentioned my name and mentioned his and we shook hands and exchanged greetings. We headed to get a couple of drinks. I told him it would be better if we sat out on the patio area so we could be open and not be overheard by others. On the patio we sat down and both said it was nice to finally meet each other. We were very open in our talk about what we were both there for. I told him without hesitation I wanted his.