“How would you know?!” I asked not expecting an answer. My organ had been rock hard through all of this and I now coated every bit of it with a copious amount of Vaseline. After the pulses died down he pulled out of me spent and trying to catch his breath. As we sat on the patio sipping our sodas Ryan asked, “Did you know guys can fuck guys?” I said” No Way! Guys don’t have a cunt, it’s impossible. Soon it returned and the now soapy digit slid into my bottom till it was buried up to the knuckles and I let out a gasp of pleasure. “Use the Vaseline I brought in. The finger probed around inside me and slid in and out as he asked,” Like it?” “Yeah!” I managed to say breathlessly, lost in the new sensations. In the seventies one of my friends, Ryan, lived a few blocks from me and we were very similar in our physical features. We carefully waltzed around each other and he bent over presenting his soaking
