"I'm glad you like her. What did you do. I mean besides sex. Can you tell you mother about any of it?" We went to a movie. I can tell you about that. ... don't think I could tell my mom about the other parts."She shifts position on the couch some, more full facing him. Her knees are farther apart. He can see her thighs, almost up to her crotch. Her naked legs look so sexy. He's getting horny again.She says, "Parts? More than once? Oh, honey, it's OK. But, you know, you can talk to me about. I didn’t think her in a sexy way until one day, when I in 12th grade, she went to the washroom and came out with water poured on her saree almost on half body. I don’t know what happened but that sight of her made my tool hard. Then I suddenly went to my bench and sat down so that no one notices my the bulge in my pants. After that, frequently I used to think about her and masturbate thinking of fucking her. But one day, on my way home I saw her rushing into her house(she is not married and. What did that feel like? Was it even better than my fingers? I bet it was! I bet it was better than anything!Opening my eyes two nights ago, I could see in the dim light Johnny stretched out asleep on his back on the bed across from mine, naked except for a pair of loose boxer shorts that poked up like a tent around his hard, monstrous cock. Even in sleep his young body ached for sex, just as my own body did. He was so close I could almost reach out and grab his cock if I wanted to, and I did. My first officer, Steve, has a sister, Pauline, who was sailing as a passenger on this cruise which included putting in at ports on the Mediterranean. We ran into a nasty storm and she suffered badly from sea sickness and was treated in the ship's small hospital. I visited her there a few times until she had recovered. When the storm had passed she came to my cabin to thank me for my visits. The sea was fairly calm and I put in to Barcelona to allow the passengers a few days for sight seeing. I.