Which turned towhy I thought of males like that. I certainly didn't filter out that partwhen I thought of women.I was silent a while longer before I f...inally said, "I think it comes frommy Dad. He told me once, when I was young, to try to avoid any sort sexualfeelings or thoughts about other males. He said he had nothing againstpeople like that, but he thought it wasn't good for a someone if theycould avoid it. I guess ever since then I've sort of filtered my thinkingfor anything that could be. Then, there was the time they captured a young enemy male and both she and Eve took him into the tall grass to teach him their ways of using his manhood to pleasure their tingle places with the added power of complete control.It was so different to drain this captured male of his precious bodily fluids and know he was helpless in their hands. They had bound his hands and feet and placed the knuckle bone of an ape in his mouth to keep him from saying anything except to gurgle his reaction to. I parked several houses away and snuck my way to their backyard. I was surprised at how quiet the tent was. I thought maybe they had crashed out for the night. And then over a low murmur, I heard a loud a blast of squeals and giggles followed quickly by shushes. I heard later that earlier they had been read the riot act for the noise level.I stepped on a twig and the tent got silent. “Did you hear that?!” one of them whispered. I decided to make a little bit more noise by shuffling my feet in. I tell him "great idea!" You are embarrassed at this point and you are still wiggling your legs around trying to cover your flaccid penis by crossing your legs way over. Steven is standing at the foot of the bed and at first his eyes are just glued to you. You and I both notice he keeps looking at your cock and balls as you flail around. "Oh my, what a big penis!" And "wow, his balls are so big too, and real hairy!" Steven videos you struggle for a couple minutes. Then I tell him to.