As we talked, his hand kept brushing my leg. Each time it did, I smiled. Finally, I took his hand in mine and held it on my leg as I said, “Thank yo... so much, again, for helping me this morning. I feel like I should do something for you.” Without a word, he smiled back at me and started rubbing my leg. I took my hand off of his and rubbed his leg. Before I knew it, we were kissing each other. I reached down and loosened his towel. As we continued to make our intentions clear, I pulled the towel. What Mark did felt good. I didn't expect it to or want it to feel good ... but it did. Did this make me gay?I brooded and mulled over these thoughts, barely paying attention to the blathering anchors on the TV. I fell asleep without reaching any resolution or finding comfort."Kyle?" a voice asked. I shook my head to try to clear my mind. "Kyle, are you all right?" I opened my eyes to see Christian staring at me."What time is it?" I asked groggily."It's 9:30 in the morning," Christian answered.. I’m not a history major nor am I interested in history therefore I am sure there is plenty of errors here (that’s one of the reasons I put this story in the ‘Fantasy/Sci-Fi’ category). If you find any, please, just ignore them or treat them as historical fiction.I labeled this ‘Fantasy/Sci-Fi’, because it’s probably the broadest of categories but I’d certainly like to see it develop into other genres. Don’t hesitate to contribute a piece of your writing and add a twist to the story; the setting. Several more intense stroke with her paddle was place in perfect position on my bare ass, each one causing me to groan from the pain It was then that I realized that my cock was growing even harder, and then it began to twitch. ?Oh, No?, I thought to myself, I going to cum! The next stroke which came a split second later gave me magnificent relief from a massive orgasm that nearly blew my mind in its intensity. The force of my orgasm shot that load half way up the bed and I screamed, not only.