.. You know so much more about the plan than I thought." he stammered with a reddening face. "I know Dave from military service, we had a relationship...there, and I taught Dave the pleasures of sex with men. Dave asked me if I also could take care of you ... because he thought you were much too whimpy. The plan was just to intimidate you a bit. But when you reacted so horny at the gym when you told me you liked your men in Leather, that's when I changed the plan. I was going to forcefully. And so on. My take on that just makes me wanna melt, knowing how safe & secure my being is with his concern. I actually have no desire to top him... it's just one of those things again where I haven't been given a chance when it is advertised in places where he brands himself as versatile.I just find the perfect balance in his genuine concern, gentleness & experience along with the overwhelming masculinity that's worn naturally. I think he is a total sweetheart. Mine anyways, and thats all. I was so naive back then that his black cock ring was a mystery to me. I leaned over and licked his thick, vein covered shaft. Looking up I said it tasted funny, and saw in his eyes that same feeling I had experienced. The feeling of being lost and dizzy, almost intoxicated by the moment, the pleasure. He struggled but said that I didn’t have to do it if I didn’t want too. Maybe he felt guilty.When he started to pull his underwear back up, it was like someone taking ice cream away from a young. I’m masturbatingPreeti- No, I don’t mean thatMe- Please don’t talk to meThen, I moved to my room, and didn’t talk to her for the next two days nor did I go with her to the training. I totally made her feel guilty. She always tried to talk but I didn’t respond to her. I totally neglected her.On 6th evening, after our dinner, I was in my room watching a movie on a laptop. She came to my room sat beside me, while I continued watching the movie on a headphone.She paused my movie and said:Preeti-.