'You cant talk Mariel', he replied to my exclamation, 'you touch yourself every night' he retorted in a triumphant glee.The realization my masturbator... exploits were being enjoyed by my younger sibling, silenced me, and by the time I had recovered, he was gone, but would be back, my shocked silence replaced by a sexual awakening, so I lay in wait ready to explore.He came back into the room, disappointingly, flaccid.'Where's your hard-on', I queried, my hand already between my own legs touching. It's gone eleven." Yes, ma'am." He pressed the stop and then the eject buttons. "Ooph! My arm's gone to sleep." He bent and straightened it a few times before standing up and offering his hands to pull Diana to her feet. She took them and smiled warmly at him."Better now?" he asked."Yes, Hal, and thanks. I'd better go and wash these glasses while you lock up. Where do they go?" Left hand cupboard of the side-board. You'll see the others." 'Kay."Five minutes later they went upstairs together.. .quien me diría hace unos años que estaría diciendo que me gustaba un hombre...Pidió una cerveza y vino a sentarse junto a mi. Me saludo y me dijo me ha llamado Carlos ( el camarero) que bajara para hacer compañía, que había un chica (dijo chica) que se aburría y como vivía encima del bar....venía a charlar conmigo, si me apetecía.....Yo le respondí que siiii, me salio del alma...Charlamos le conté como era, lo que me gustaba, etc. Me dijo que había estado casado, que después vivió con un chico. Or IF I’d come home ... Wanted to keep her guessing, my boy,” he smirked. “Found out later that after counting to 100, she had rushed to the shower to clean up, thinking I’d be back soon. But when I didn’t show, she didn’t know what to do with herself ... just felt a mixture of uncertainty, excitement, and worry.”“So how did the day conclude?” I asked anxiously, still slathering my shaft with my own syrupy juices, hoping there was more to tell.“Well ... right about the time I usually get home,.