But he took hold of my cock. Thanx man. He gave it a couple of jerks. He squeezed the last drop of cum out of my dick. His cock was still stiff. Fuck,...you didnt cum yet, did you? I wondered. Pete shook his head. He let go of my inflating cock and started to stroke his hard boner. Let me do that for you, mate. I took his hand from his cock and started to jerk him off myself. I moved his foreskin over the head of his cock and back. He liked it. He started to take shorter breaths. Hmmm, thats it.. I was starting to calm down. “So what do we do now Dale?” I enquired despairingly, rather than angrily. “Well, I guess that is up to both of us Tanya. I loved your company, your conversation and of course I liked the sex. But it can stop here and now,” as he got off the bed and started to look for his scattered clothes. He was now putting his briefs on, then his trousers as I interrupted him “Sit down, don’t just walk out on me!” “Well what do you want me to do?” “I don’t know Dale! I never. I enjoyed having sex with girls. They were soft and smooth and smelled good.So, why was I all of a sudden fantasizing about cock up my ass? And what was I going to do about it? I figured that maybe if I tried it one time, my curiosity would be satisfied. But, until that happened, I was completely obsessed with the idea. I had to take some kind of action, but I didn’t know where to begin.I was 19, and had landed my first real full time job as a hospital orderly a few months back. I rented. My main concern was looking after Charlie and, as the years have rolled by, he'd grown up happy and healthy. Now, at eighteen, he is obviously looking to leave the nest but, with housing so expensive, he's finding it easier to stay at home with me. When I got him back to the house I took him upstairs to bed and, for the first time, we both began to realise just how helpless he was. With his right hand effectively out of action and his left not much better it looked like, for a while, I was.