..male meagain.How did I..."C'mon!" Jack grumbled as he pounded on the door. "I'm going to be latefor...class?" Um, the bathroom is yours," I mumbled ...as I slowly walked out holdingmy package."What were you doing in there so long? Jerking off in the shower?" No, just um...flossing." With your soy bars?" Yes, I..." As I glanced up, I saw a shirtless Jack standing there.When did his chest get so defined? He has this chiseled body withmuscles all over his..."Dude, could you move out of the way? I. " A thoughtful smile played on Gatlin's lips. "I havebeen told some of the mutates were made into sexual playthings. You might lookinto it and the behaviors involved." "Perhaps I should." Charles admitted thoughtfully. Gatlin rose. "I must go, I see a colleague I must speak to." Thetwo men shook hands again. "But we will speak of this again. I know ofa way to show you what I mean." Charles watched him go while surreptitiously wiping his palm on his pant leg.He didn't like Dr. Michael Gatlin.. ”“You too,” I agreed.There was an awkward silence before Candy spoke again.“It seems like you’re the only one who showed up. Shall we begin?”I nodded, unsure what to expect.“Let’s start by covering horse safety protocols,” said Candy. “Then we can move on to more complex things.”I nodded yet again.Candy went into a long-winded explanation about how dangerous it was to stand behind a horse and how exactly you’re supposed to behave to keep them from getting spooked. It was mostly basic stuff, but. I was the only boy, actually a young man at the time, 19 and a college athlete. My mom was a very attractive woman, tall, striking and very well built. I had stolen looks at her when she was dressing, and I had often masturbated, thinking about her. I always felt guilty after, but that was likely the result of Catholic school upbringing.I walked in the door, threw my keys on the table, headed to the closet and grabbed a towel. Normally, mom would be upstairs, and I would use the tub on the.