‘I don’t know.’ I tell her, ‘He titfucks it.’ She laughs loudly. ‘Shhhhh!’ ‘So it’s stained with–‘ I nod and wait for her to fi...ish. ‘…with his cum?’ ‘Yes, lots of it,’ I whisper mischievously, ‘ he lays it down and sticks his cock between the tits.’ Anna rubs her hand on the sculpture, ‘Really.’ She grins, ‘How do you know that?’ ‘He’s done it right here in the livingroom. Early one morning – that’s when he’s extra horny – he thought I was gone already and he didn’t hear me get up. From the. As she reached for the light switch to start the show she thought, as she noticed her hand was shaking, ‘I need another beer to calm down.’ She got the beer and, as she took a couple of long swigs, thought, ‘you’re just procrastinating Jane. Get on with it.’ She left the unfinished beer on the counter and walked back towards her room. As she came to her doorway she peaked in and looked across and saw that he was still talking on the phone. ‘This is it. I’m going to do it,’ she thought. ‘No!’. As he rummaged around for his things I started wondering what Danny would look like if he was only wearing his underwear. As I caught myself thinking that I felt disgusted. But I couldn't help but think that I'd never seen another boy's penis before. I mean, I watched porn but that was different. I've never had a "gay" experience that many other guys have at an early age with their friends or cousins and no matter how much I tried to stop thinking about it I wanted to see Danny naked. As I was. We established a private communication system and found it was happening on all five ships. After many debates and analyzing, a consensus was made that due to our unique situation, we were evolving. Eventually, we took the next step and began courting rituals. Our mating would not have accidentally produced offspring, as the release of sperm and eggs was a deliberate measure. For nearly four more years, we chose not to take that step until one day I did. As I said earlier, we could control the.