"Oh KETTIE, you're hurting me!" I cried out realizing right away that struggling against the hand holding my nuts was stupid.She let go and stared me ...own as the light from the hallway illuminated her face."I got your attention didn't I? That's the first time I was able to ALL WEEK! How could you?"She started bawling and I moved to hold her, comfort her, but she lashed back at me harshly."Don't fucking touch me until you apologize and make a few promises about our relationship. I will NEVER,. Over the next month, mom showed me how to use all these goodies. The dildos were for us both, I'd work hers and she'd work mine. The creams were to make me hold an erection longer or to heighten sensitivity in different areas. Last, but not lease, the cock rings were for lasting endurance. Mom said, "If you can't last an hour, it isn't a fuck and if you can't last two hours, it isn't a good fuck." I had a great mom!With the training from mom, I could last two hours. Mom made sure I was in shape. I noticed the time and stood up. “It’s been a pleasure ladies but I should get going and leave you to have your dinner”, I said. One of the women called out to Penny and Monica. “Hey, you two, Alan’s leaving, come and say good-bye”. Penny shot out of the kitchen. “He can’t do that. I mean, Alan, would you like to stay for dinner. We have a heaps of food. It’s a BBQ”, she said. “Are you sure I am not imposing”? I asked. “I insist”, she replied. “Besides we need a bloke to cook the. C'mon. Let me help you with your stuff."We lugged my stuff upstairs. Henry had already put his things away, and volunteered to help me with mine. I politely declined. I had brought a few things with me that I wasn't sure I wanted Henry to see. At least not right away. He said he'd catch me later and hustled out the door.We essentially had three small 'rooms,' if you could call them that. Just inside the door were two small study cubicles, each with its own chair. Past that was our communal.