<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d9/5e/74/d95e74b4f84e6e1b7385dbf3e651e596.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Peter Pan<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Little Flying Eagle, Pete/Petey<br/><strong>Location</strong>Training Chamber<br/><strong>Time</strong>Evening: Two Months Ago<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>Naught but a jaunty green cap with a red feather in it.<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>El<br/><hr/><br/>"Of course." he retorted confidently, though when she lifted her skirt and her erection burst forth he was left open mouthed in surprised, his legs floating backwards as he floated down to get a closer look at her nethers, face curious. "Why do you... You're not a boy!" he accused her, glancing upwards before shifting his attention back to her erection. He shakes his head gently, but as she begins to instruct him he reaches out and curiously runs his hand slowly over the stiff green member, his touch light and teasing.<br/><br/>El recaptures his attention as she starts talking about his butt, which she could easily see as he floated  face down, level with her crotch. He pitched upwards slightly to take the lube from her, finding this instruction all very strange. He looked at her cock again doubtfully, and then at the lube, and finally over his shoulder at his own ass. "That's supposed to go inside me? There's no way I can fit that into my mouth, it's far too long." he states, reaching down to run his fingers over it again. It did have a strange appeal to it, warm and at once both hard and soft.