"I think a lot of boys try on their girl-friend's underwear," she went on. "But wanking doesn't make you a sissy,does it?" We kissed again. Her hand s...ipped between my legs. Icompliantly parted my legs to allow her fingers to explore. "I'm glad shefollowed my suggestion though," said Ann as her fingers touched the bareflesh on the inside of my thigh above my stocking-top. Her fingerscontinued to probe up my skirt. She went on to explain what she meant. "Isuggested that she should leave at least. Jared, do you masturbate?" I'm an almost-seventeen-year-old boy, what do you think?" he joked."I'll take that as a yes, then," Ms T laughed. "What I want you to tell the class is what you know about your penis, and what makes you feel good." The underside," he said. "Continuous pressure on the underside, that's what feels best. What I think girls might not know, judging from some of them that have grabbed me today, is that the head is actually over sensitive. An occasional rub is great, but if. That immediately sent a wave of shock through my body, and down between my legs. I sat down on the floor of the tub and opened my legs. Allowing the water to hit my clit, I took my fingers and spread my lips open. I could feel my clit getting hard, and I couldn't resist the urge to rub it. I took two fingers and rubbed my clit in a circular motion. I let out a faint moan. I rubbed my fingers up and down the opening of my hole, and I could feel my creamy juices began to flow. My body craved. . ." I hesitated. "If I was, does that mean I'm gay?" Not necessarily," she said. "After spending a lot of time as a girl,it could be your feminine side coming out." Let me ask you a question," she added. "Would you rather kiss Ashleyor kiss him?" I don't know," was my reply.Mrs. Benson just gave me a smile at my response. "We can talk aboutthis later. Right now there is something I want to talk to you about.I think that I mentioned that I am teaching voice at a music camp thissummer. I.