I spend most of my time hanging around with friends, playing video games, reading and, of course, masturbating. Well, I might not be the typical subur...an k*d, because I kind of knew always that I’m a little different and by different I mean gay. I realized at a young age that I’m into other men and started exploring my feelings and curiosities, but I’ve never had the chance to go further than jerking off together and stuff, until this very Saturday evening, were I had to b***sit the neighbour’s. We continued to listen after 'Ever After' ended and I was pleased to seethat 'You Can't Hurt Me' was still in the top ten, even if it haddropped to #5. I knew it was on its way down the charts, but it seemedto be taking its time getting there. I could live with that. I stillloved the song, probably more than any other song I had written.The flight back home was uneventful and I moped around the house for therest of the evening. I didn't have a concert to look forward to at theend of the week to. Obviously, our parents were still busy."Shit, we gotta be quiet," Jenna said."Our moms are fucking each other senseless. They wouldn't notice a tornado coming through here," I replied.Then I slowly started making my way down towards her very nice rack. I was still nervous, but I still wanted to fuck her. I began licking her nipples really sensually, and made her feel really good."Oh fuck!!" Jenna immediately screamed.A few seconds later, there was a knock at the door."Hey, what's going on in. " She responded "I've only made one other woman squirt, but no where near as much as what you did. You might want to look at the wall behind you."I glanced up, then sat up and turned around so I could see what she was talking about. It looked a bit like someone had sprayed a line of water up the wall with a super soaker water gun. There was even a few drops on the ceiling."What the hell happened?" I demanded, all thoughts of the whole mistress/slave thing were forgotten for the time being."You.