His left hand went down to explore my asshole. While sucking my dick he started to rub my ass hole with his fingers. This time he went further and tri...d to insert one finger inside my asshole, I felt pain. But he was a professional as he sensed my discomfort; he told me to relax and said this will give you unimaginable pleasure and is only the beginning. He told me to think of the girl in the porn, how much she was enjoying it in her ass.He then spit on my ass hole and started again. His finger. But he wasn’t everything I’d expected, either -- heavier, less muscular. Well, I thought, so neither of us is a dreamboat. That’s the world for you. “Can I come in?” He didn’t answer, just backed away from the door enough for me to walk in and shut it behind me. The bedroom door was almost right behind him. He went in and lay down on the bed, still wrapped in the towel. I pulled the towel aside. His cock was about four inches, soft, but thick. Uncut. I prefer cut, like me, but whatever. I. The images of a girl being spanked that came into my mind were of a girl over a man’s lap and her skirt being lifted then her getting spanked but that’s not what happened, I felt hands on my ankles then my legs being lifted, spread wide and them being put down on the bed beside my head.“Good job that I’m flexible.” I thought.Then I saw more camera flashes and heard,“Hold her ankles as wide apart as you can mate.”Well his ‘wide apart as you can’ wasn’t as wide as my legs would go so I could. With six growing boys in a home, one clothes washer and dryer wasn't sufficient. We had three of each in our homes, in a laundry room built off the kitchen for easy access. There were clothes chutes in each of the upstairs bedrooms, these fed dirty clothes directly down to clothes bins in the laundry room. Laundry duties were a part of each boys daily assigned chores. In the kitchen, we had a smaller commercial dishwasher, along with a walk in freezer, and a commercial sized.