The sound was a banging on the door and a frantic voice calling my name.“I’m coming!” I called as I got out of bed, discovering my underwear on ...the floor. Remembering the dream, I expected to find semen residue on my boxers or the sheets, but saw nothing. Urged on by the resumed pounding on the door, I dressed quickly. When I guided my balls into my jeans, they did tingle as if they had been emptied recently. Pulling on a shirt, I opened the door and my friend burst inside.“Someone… attacked. For a woman, the foreplay — how a man teases her sexually, and elevates her sexual desire, before he actually enters her body, is far more important to her satisfaction than the size of his penis. "That, the need to get a woman sexually excited, before taking your pleasure, is what you didn’t know how to do, and I was too shy to tell you once I found out.” Frank was looking at me with an air of bewilderment. Even now, he had no clue. I kept going. “I couldn’t bring myself to tell you or show. "Don't say things like that", she said."Ok I'm sorry. So can you hook me up with some money because I'm such a great son and I love you?", I said trying to get back on her good side. She reached into her purse and gave me a $20 bill."That's it!", I screamed. Then I saw the look on her face. "$20 is perfect". Then me and Raquel left the room and went into the garage and sat in the car waiting for Alicia. It took her for god damn ever to get ready! I started honking the horn repeatedly. 5 minutes. .never actually barebacked before, though.''Neither have I, but I really want you to. What are you waiting for?'It's only been an hour, so I know I don't need to get him ready to take me. No foreplay this time, I urgently need to cum in him, the thought of it makes my skin tingle. A slick of lube and I push in the head. His body lets me in easily, and I'm surprised by the difference skin-on-skin makes, warmer, slightly grippy. He moans, knees trembling, but I'm not 100% on this position, so I.