“No mistress, you are stimulating my prostate and I needed to pee earlier mistress”. While she squeezes my balls even harder I feel a spurt hittin... my chest “I am in control of this load”. She continues squeezing my balls, controlling what seems to be a mixture of fluid and semen spurting out of me. Then I feel my bowels filling up, she had opened the tap letting water flow inside of me. I love the feeling of her grip on my balls and the fluids entering and leaving my body. She later lets go. I had come to realize I needed to move on. I guess that's why when John called, I jumped at the chance to get out for a bit.John was a long time friend. We met when he was in the Navy serving with my dad. It wasn't long until we had a strong bond. He had been a big brother I never had. Our feelings recently had started growing past friendship, even past the brother and sister bond. So, when he called and said he was getting friends together to celebrate his homecoming from the Navy, and the. She said that Marty told her he’d be leaving in two days and figured let him get snorted on that. I returned with the twelve-pack and he took out a can and in a few gulps it was gone. I told him he’d better take it easy as it was the last of our beer.Marty then popped open another can and began telling me of his travels around the country and the adventurers of hopping freight trains or hitching rides. Sure he told me. But you know he continued a few times he got blow jobs from a few females. It made me feel so girl like and once again thebulge in my briefs came back. This time I was not the only one aware of it with the trans girl who ranthe shop clocking my package and telling Beck's she was a very lucky girl to have such a nicely hungman or girl to fuck her.We found that the Trans girl running the shop called herself Vanessa and Becky found her not onlyamusing but admitted to me later that she would love to have sex with her. This turned me on evenmore as if she liked Vanessa did.