My hands were shaking so much that I could barely read it. “You can remove your bottom too if you like,” he said. Anal porn Or worse, try and escalate things. “All right,” I agreed as I took the bottle from him. The truth was far more disturbing. It was my eighteenth birthday. Not to mention erect. Had I been alone I would have removed my top altogether, but I didn’t feel comfortable letting my cousin see me topless. That’s what it happened. But, like all good things, it eventually came to an end. Yet I didn’t understand why until halfway through the handjob. I felt a shiver run up my spine, but I ignored it. “What are you doing?” I asked as I peered back at Alec over my shoulder. I realized too late what it was. I had been intimate with only two men in my life. I had always known the birthday game was a big deal, yet I had no idea how formal it was. I managed to cover up the outburst by coughing, but that was merely an excuse.
