”“Trite, but true. What do you do for work?”“I’m a computer programmer and businessman.”“Did your business spring wholly formed in its c...rrent state?”“No, of course not.”“Do you have children?”“Yes.”“Are you able to impart all of your knowledge to them at birth and instantly make them into proper adults?”“No, of course not.”“So why are you struggling so hard to have an instant answer?”I took a deep breath and let it out, “Because I’m looking for the easy way out; for someone to tell me the. He slowly, gently, started to probe me with one of his fingers; nearly every other guy I've ever been with I've had to tell to be more gentle, but Henry, he took his time in the truest sense of the word. It was probably five minutes between the moment he first touched my asshole and getting just the first finger in all the way, and he kept with that pace the whole time. First the one finger, then two. Instead of three, I felt a rubber plug push into me, push slowly. Then another, slightly. Dylan kept up with his workout schedules and coach continued to be overly encouraging of his progress and commenting, praising Dylan for any and everything good he did. This weight exercise room was a small, tightly fitted room between the locker rooms, wrestling practice room and the showers. After about half an hour, it would start getting pretty hot in there and most guys working would take off their t-shirts. Dylan never remembered who did it first but one day, one of the guys even took off. I grasped onto the armrests of the chair, clutching both tight in my grasp as my head snapped back.Sam knew exactly how to tease a guy, even at her young age of what I considered sexual inexperience. But I was wrong; she knew things, and could do things that some older women never really discovered.She flicked against the underside of my glans, causing my cock to pulsate and throb. Her tongue would occasionally slide up and down the shaft. Her hands caressed my thighs, teasing me, arousing my.