“Ah,” he said, “I’ll admit to that, but from the way you phrased the question I thought you meant did I ever submit to anal sex.”They all st...opped and stared at him, the smoke from the bong thick in the air. He wasn’t sure if it was out of disbelief or something else. The look on the guy’s face was especially skeptical.But I had a girlfriend that wanted to try it and we did; several times, actually.”“How’d you go about it?” The tattooed guy asked.Mark had to think about it. “Um, it wasn’t. Obviously, running clean water was out of the question, since I’d have to move her, and no way in hell would I use Rubbing Alcohol on it, considering the pain alone would probably be worse than pouring lemon juice and salt on it.However, I was pretty sure Serenity had a bottle of Hydrogen Peroxide underneath the sink somewhere, which shouldn’t hurt at all.Returning to the bathroom, I found the brown bottle, and got a couple of fresh washcloths so I could try to clean the area up.The solution. . I decided to give myself a one second burst just for heck of it.I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and...HOLY MOTHER OF GOD. WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION. WHAT THE... !!!I'm pretty sure Hulk Hogan ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to. Her name was Emily.We danced and chatted and it never occurred to me that she didn't realise I was male. Especially as we danced ever closer and closer and ended up snogging as a slow song came on. I was careful not to let her feel my erection through my skirt as we danced. I was incredibly turned on by her and the feel of her fingernails on my back through my silk blouse. The feel of our lips together while both wearing lipstick was making me light-headed and very, very horny. I knew I had to.