I thought, if anything, he will probably think this is all a dream, such as I had earlier. My hand trembled as I pulled the shorts down farther and exposed his complete manhood. I had never viewed a mans penis. Sure, I had seen my brothers when they were younger, yet that was nothing like the fully developed appendage I was viewing now. It was really scary, thrilling, electrifying, and definitely went against everything I had been taught and warned about. But I had to stay and see that beautiful, yet intimidating manhood. Someday I knew I would feel the pulsing of one just like this, between my own legs. The thought of his cock driving itself deep inside my privates almost caused me to run out of the room. Just the idea that something so large could ever plunge into me, caused my body to cringe. It was then I realized that women must have been made to be compatible and though I couldn't, no wouldn't, imagine it pulsing in my most private of places. I knew my privates could stretch to accept his throbbing manhood, had I really wanted it to.

I had to touch him and see if it was real. My tiny fingers lightly ran themselves up and down the base of his shaft. Bravely, I even reached down, and tickled the pubic hairs that surrounded his testicles. His breath became ragged as I continued running my fingers through his pubic hairs. Realizing that if I continued my exploration, he might ejaculate. I stopped until his breathing became more regular. I just had to know if what the other girls said was true about the taste of semen. Would I be able to make him perform without his waking up? Was cum actually salty? Why did they say it was sticky? This must be why women can have total control over a man, as least in the bedroom. If I could control him, I could learn to control anything that came up against me in life. But could he orgasm without having intercourse? Was what I was doing classified as having sex? Only a few people might say yes, many would argue the other way.