He grabed me by my hand and guided it down his waist...to his magnificent cock. I held it tight, excited about what is to come. Master let me play wit...h him, I could feel him watching, faint smile visible through the mist. "Good boy," he whispered to my ear. I was afraid he would kiss me, I do not like kissing. I like...well dominance. But Master didn't kiss me, he just reached over and started to feel me up. Gently inspecting my penis and my scrotum. I didn't know if I can jerk him off here, or. " (THAT WAS TO BE MANY YEARS LATER.)Ken's house boat and fishing boat were returned from re-fit and looked like new. Two weeks later Bebop's house boat was back. Ken had authorized a thick, life time coating of fiber glass epoxy on the hull and all her exposed metal parts. She now had two air conditioners on her roof one at each end. Her rope guard rails had been replaced with stainless steel ones. Her electrical and plumbing was re-done.It looked like a new modern custom built house yacht. It. Maanvi: That’s pretty good. none of your classmates have such respect towards me. Good boy, follow me.She took me to her room and we started having the beer. more than the beer we were enjoying each other’s company.One beer down we started talking about our families and friends. She was explaining to me how she was finding it difficult to adjust with the new classmates. I said ma’am if you had a boyfriend in the same class then you would not feel left alone and I started laughing (the effects. ‘That I’m happy you favour me, Michael,’ I say finally. ‘You’re just telling me what I want to hear,’ he says. ‘That’s what you want,’ I whisper. ‘That’s not what I want,’ he says. ‘You want to have me?’ My eyes shoot up to his. The scars don’t bother me any more. We’re as comfortable with his disfigurement as we are with my exposed nipples. But he looks away. ‘I suppose I would,’ he nods. ‘Do you know why I’ve kept you separate on Washing Day? Why the others are put through all sorts of.