Without him, you’re nothing.” “The Genie?“ He asked while he struggled, managing to twist himself enough to look at something before facing me...again. “The Genie has more power than you’ll ever have!” He shouted to me, facing me directly with a confidence that hadn’t been there the moment before. “What!?“ I demanded. What did this impudent child know. “He gave you your power, he can take it away.” He continued to taunt me, even as he slipped out of my coils ever so slightly. I actually paused in. That same side was absolutely certain that Renée's suggestion for me to seduce Erin was part of the joke.Erin looked back at me and I tried to regain some level of composure and control. I could feel her eyes on me just as I had with Renée. She wasn't looking me over as she might some hunk. She was evaluating, trying to decide if whatever Renée told her about me was true.After what felt like hours of scrutiny (but was probably only a couple of seconds), I looked back at Erin. Her emerald-green. She let go of Anjan’s cock as I brought her to an orgasm. Anjan himself let go of his father’s still limp cock to jack off furiously. Both of us came almost simultaneously; Vinod stood quietly, head still down. “So how is he still limp?” Anjan asked, being the first to regain his breath. “I have him on a regular dose of estrogen – he is almost a woman! A good fag of a father!” Anjan laughed and I giggled at the macabre manner in which Janani treated her own father.***The pre-dinner time that. I had done my first gay sex at the age of 19. Before 19, I felt many of the gayer facts and tasks. But in those tasks, I was not really interested sexually. Because I was not a mature man, so many time I got the sex as a game or as an entertainment but without maturity, without sexual feelings and without any interest. I did something bad or vulgar with others, but not with any feelings for them. Any of the guys who are not matured (below 18) are falling down in the world of sex because of some.