A sudden, unexpected burst of arousal shot through me at the very sight of it, but I felt my cheeks redden a little as well. Roger looked absolutely s...tunned, and his hand had abruptly stopped mid-stroke.‘I’m--I’m so sorry,’ I choked out. I looked away, at the floor, as if it were suddenly a very fascinating and very rare creature. ‘I should have waited for you to reply. Sorry.’ I began to shuffle out, but stopped when I realized I hadn’t delivered my message. ‘Oh--your mum wanted me to remind. I stared down at her, wanting her to touch it, afraid of her touching it, afraid she would find it ugly, or too small, or too big. She stared intently at its tip, and her tongue flashed over her lips once more. There was a drop of lubrication on the tip, slowly growing as more was oozing out of me.She leaned forward just a little, and I felt her tongue lick up that single drop. The blast of sensation on my nerve endings made me involuntarily lurch forward, pushing the tip into her lips, but not. Staring them down, as I tie the laces on my PF Flyers, I grunt through my teeth, “I aint such a pussy when I ain't tied up, huh?” Several moments of silence go by, as the two of them slowly get dressed. Suddenly, from the top of the stairs is Dustin, almost crying. “Matthew---do I need to make some spaghetti”? I smirk a bit, and respond to him, “No lil bro, everything is fine. Were just wrestling around---go back to your cartoons”. A blank stare comes across Maurice and Mark's face. Finally. In my life, I had never felt the emotions that I was feeling right then and there.“Hey, c’mon, stop crying.” His words were pulling me back from my emotional abyss. I slowly allowed myself to come back to our reality, out in the middle of nowhere.Just as the song was finishing and going into its final guitar riff Thomas once again got me to look up at him. This time I kept my face where he wanted it, and I allowed myself to take in his wonderfully gentle kiss. A kiss that felt like it was never.