”He was blushing fire engine red and said “What do I do?”I was a bit stunned and said “Use your hand.”“I.. I've never” and he looked lik... he was in more pain now. “It's simple” I said smiling with compassion “Just take it in your hand and move you hand back and forth stroking it... you will catch on to what feels good.” This k** was a virgin in every way I thought, poor guy. “I shouldn't” he said quietly.“Michael... your the first guy I have ever met who doesn't do it. Hell even I do it. It's. Handing him thedress I asked if he could find me the next size down. Clearly taking in my complete nakedness apart fromstockings and suspenders, he was all enthusiasm and inseconds passed back the required size. This time heremained facing the doorway watching me struggle intothe dress. I emerged from the cupboard, the dressclung tightly barely reaching my stocking tops. I wasunable to pull up the zip so demanded another favourfrom the man, who happily obliged. ‘What do you think?Do you. ” long. Rob pulled the front of the bikini’s down over my cock and balls and dropped to his knees. “It’s so cute! All shaved and smooth, it’s really not like a man’s cock. I think I can do this.” With that, Rob leaned forward and sucked my dick into his mouth. He sucked for almost a minute then looked up and asked me if I was going to cum. I told him almost. He said he would rather wait to take a load of cum, for the first time, in his mouth, so he could experience it while his wife was. The weather was getting warmer, washing outside in cold water or eating under the watchful eye of Sally or Judith took on a rhythm that was almost comforting. Just to think, three or four months ago, that would have been humiliating, and now it felt routine. I had been there almost three months and had that evil device on me for all but the first few days but I’d learned to speak only when spoken to and that topic never came up but it tortured me several times a day, regardless. Part II.