"You mean now?" Now!" She took his hand and pulled him toward the house. "I've got something that will help."Upstairs in her bedroom, she pulled opene... a dresser drawer and took out a small bottle of pale green oil. "Drop you britches!"He did as he was told and stood there with his jeans and shorts around his ankles and his dick hanging limp and unenthusiastic between his legs. It was definitely not ready for business."She knelt in front of him and applied some of the oil to his penis and. I came home from school dad was already home i walked in and shouted to no answer, I walked upstairs hearing groans I walked in to dads room to see him wanking his rather large cock I gasped and he saw me and stopped covering up, I rushed to my room in horror.I sat on my bed sobbing when dad knocked on the door and asked to come in, I said sure I couldn't look at him knowing I had seen his dick, he appoligised for letting me see that but explained he had needs, and had to relieve hmself in the. The university had been employing a program of importing the brightest minds from the far reaches of the empire. One of the students with whom I had become acquainted was a young adept from India.Even at university, my Victorian upbringing had stifled my natural experimentation in sexual relationships, but my young friend from India had attempted to ennoble the sublime nature of eroticism by introducing me to the art of tantra, the fusing of mind and body during intimacy to weave the expansion. I felt a tingle develop through my body and had to admit that I was enjoying the sensation. I also knew that Tim had to feel my nipples brushing his back, even though he didn’t show it.I tried to concentrate on just getting him washed and getting outAs I worked my way down his leg I couldn’t help but notice his penis start to lengthen and rise. I should have realized that Will was right about young boys and their raging hormones. It was then that I remembered that, without the washcloth, I was.